This is my Daddy, Miguel Gil. Words cannot even describe the emptiness my family and I feel. The man who has helped other people in moments of despair ; who has fed the neighborhood, who has laughed, giggled, clowned, fought, argued, and loved each and every one of us. Whoever knew daddy, knew he was a man of pure comedy. We are asking for a helping hand to help raise money to send my dad back to The Dominican Republic, where he will be buried around his 9 brothers and sister.