some photos from my youngest sister, Monica, who lives in Puerto La Cruz, Venezuela. She and her husband, Luis Carlos, took their nine-month-old son, Sebastian, along with Monica's mother, Nancy, to Margarita Island, where they visited the city of Juan Griego. That's where our father, Lloyd Burwick, lived for the last few years of his life. Monica had never seen him until she attended his funeral in 2002. I had not seen him since 1966 and wasn't even aware of his death until 2006. Lloyd was a wanderer, a rebel of sorts. I guess like a lot of men, he was forever se
arching for something. What that was, or whether he ever really found it, I'll probably never know.He was married four times, first to my mother. With his last two wives he had no children.He wasn't much of a father to any of the nine children whom he sir
ed through five different women - three of whom he never married - so he can't really claim that he made us what we are. But his legacy, such as it was, lives on through us.I am hoping to meet Monica for the first time this year. She plans to come to Tennessee this summer for a visit, and will be making a permanent move to the U.S. a bit later. They have spoken of possibly moving to Charlotte, N.C. That would be nice.
