Tribute To Jon Picini, Jr.
Mr. Speaker, I rise today with a very heavy heart. This past Sunday, good friends of mine, the Picini family from Las Vegas, Nevada, lost their son, 19-year-old John Picini, Jr., in his sleep. My prayers and my thoughts go to the Picini…
Mr. Speaker, I rise today with a very heavy heart. This past Sunday, good friends of mine, the Picini family from Las Vegas, Nevada, lost their son, 19-year-old John Picini, Jr., in his sleep.
My prayers and my thoughts go to the Picini family for the loss of a loved one which is hard to imagine, as a father myself. I know how difficult a time it is, and I will provide for the Record words of his Aunt Terry Murphy, also one of my best friends, regarding her heartfelt thoughts at the loss of John Picini, Jr.
The words of Ms. Terry Murphy, referred to above, are as follows:
John Joseph Picini Jr.
Man. Boy. Brother. Son. Cousin. Friend. Dude. Musician.
Angel. Amazing. Loving. Giving. Kind. Adorable. Sweet. Sad.
Happy. Fun to be with. Inventive. Creative. Peaceful.
Beautiful. Sensitive.
These are all the words to describe John Picini Jr. Two
days before his birth, John nearly didn't make it into this
world. Upon arrival, we all learned about the Duffy Factor, a
blood disorder which made his entry into the world a bit more
difficult than most. As we all watched John grow, we never
ceased to he amazed at who he was becoming. At who he did
become.
When he made music, he was transported to a different plane
and he took along with him all who watched and listened. He
carried us away. Only a very evolved soul can so profoundly
move people with his own creations and John's were beyond
amazing.
John was graced with an unusual sensitivity. Webster's
dictionary defines sensitivity as the capacity of being
easily hurt, and the awareness of the needs and emotions of
others. This sensitivity was the foundation of his creative
abilities. It was also the foundation of what made us all
love him to the core.
When John suffered the accident that damaged his knees, he
turned his pain into comfort for others. His first act after
receiving compensation for his injuries was to give his
mother a gift of $2,000.00 to be used for a research program
which was designed to, and did help people. He then set up a
big Texas Hold-em game. Upon learning that a friend of his
mother had no money to pay her rent, he took the money from
the game, gave it to his mom and told her to pay the rent,
but not to tell the woman where the money came from. Giving
selflessly and without expectation of gratitude. That was
John. He took great joy in giving. And in his life he gave us
more than he ever knew.
John took his own pain and turned it into good fortune for
others. This is truly a lesson to all of us in what living is
about. A statue of St. Francis of Assisi stood in John's
house. From St. Francis, John learned that it is in giving
that we receive, in comforting that we find comfort, in
giving faith that we find it, and in loving that we are
loved.
So much did John enjoy giving that he went to a party at
the Oasis Center for Children at Christmas time and gave each
child a card, a hug, and twenty dollars. He did this again on
Valentines Day. These actions represent the very essence of
John Joseph Picini Jr.
If we can define a man by the music he loves, we can define
John as a peacemaker and a poet. His heroes--John Lennon,
Jimi Hendrix, Harry Chapin, Bob Dylan. All peacemakers and
poets. All but Dylan, taken from this planet long before
their time.
John will be watching and loving us from his new home with
the angels. He was, after all, an angel flying too close to
the ground as Willie Nelson would say.
We who are left behind have been forever changed for
knowing John. And we will be forever changed for having lost
him. He is, without a doubt, surrounded with warmth and love
and light in the arms of God the father, his son Jesus Christ
and the Blessed Mother. They're holding him and keeping him
safe. He will live forever in our hearts and he'll have no
tears in heaven.