In Memory Of Dr. Alfred Giordano
May 12,1965 - Dec.2,2003

The Truest Hero

When Jackie got sick we felt we hit a wall,
But then Dr. Al gave her his all.
And even though he had much to do,
There wasn't a thing he was unwilling to do.

Who is this person of which I speak?
Only the truest hero, I think.

There'll never be enough words to define,
The care he showed the baby of mine.
He eased all our fears each time we met,
He surely is someone we won't soon forget.

Through the support he always shared,
We knew he was someone who really cared.
"Where's her chart?" would ask a nurse gripping her pen,
"Oh,that's right, Dr. Al's got it again."

And during one time Jackie gave us a scare,
Dr. Al came to the hospital to visit us there.
All the hours he worked surely caused him some strife,
But they were the ones that helped save her life.

It seemed there was nothing he wouldn't do for her,
And that made things so much easier for her.
Finding Dr. Al was a treasure we won,
And this Dr. was an exceptional one.

For that we will miss him and his cheerey hello,
And the comforting smile he never failed to show.
And despite the amount our Jackie would fuss,
He always did everything he could for us.

So, who is this person of which I speak?
Only the truest hero, I think.

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