“After the final prayers were spoken in the searing heat of St. Michael’s Cemetery, Dennis Burgos refused to surrender his son and daughter to eternity. The anguished father would not break his caress on the first of two white caskets. As the gravediggers quietly approached, Burgos’ brothers and cousins lovingly surrounded him, laying hands on his shoulders, whispering to him even as they wept with him. They understood he was not able, let alone ready, to say goodbye.
“It had been the same during Friday night’s wake at the Mission Church. For more than five hours, Dennis Burgos greeted a throng of shattered mourners, while standing between the twin coffins of his 13-year-old daughter, Yasmine, and 10-year-old son, Dennis. And during yesterday’s moving Mass of Resurrection, Burgos chose not to sit with family gathered in the first pew, but opted to stand for the length of the 90-minute service at the foot of a massive altar with a hand on each casket.
“When the moment finally came and the humbled gravediggers proceeded, an excruciating cry sailed over a distraught circle of family and friends. Dennis Burgos collapsed at the edge of a grave where he had no choice but to say goodbye to his flesh and blood, his pride and joy, his hope for the future.”
I’ve recently expressed annoyance at the way the media is portraying murderous mom Angela Vasquez (aka Angela Lopez) as a poor, downtrodden victim of men. Lopez recently slew her two children–to learn more, see my blog posts Boston Woman Murders Her Two Kids–and It’s Men’s Fault and More Excuses for Boston Murdering Mom.
In the column below, Boston Herald columnist Peter Gelzinis focuses on those who actually deserve our sympathy–the two murdered children and their grieving father, Dennis Burgos (pictured). According to Gelzinis, “Jeffrey Sanchez, who grew up with the Burgos family in and around Mission Hill, and went on to represent ‘The Hill’ and parts of Jamaica Plain at the State House,” says:
“Dennis was no absentee father. Yasmine and Little Dennis were his whole life. They were honor-roll students who were on a path to beat the odds. I watched the staff of the Sumner School pass by those caskets in pain and disbelief.â€Â
Tortured father grieves: ‘Our children are our gifts. . . our hope, our future’
By Peter Gelzinis
Boston Herald, 8/5/07
After the final prayers were spoken in the searing heat of St. Michael’s Cemetery, Dennis Burgos refused to surrender his son and daughter to eternity. The anguished father would not break his caress on the first of two white caskets.
As the gravediggers quietly approached, Burgos’ brothers and cousins lovingly surrounded him, laying hands on his shoulders, whispering to him even as they wept with him. They understood he was not able, let alone ready, to say goodbye.
It had been the same during Friday night’s wake at the Mission Church. For more than five hours, Dennis Burgos greeted a throng of shattered mourners, while standing between the twin coffins of his 13-year-old daughter, Yasmine, and 10-year-old son, Dennis.
And during yesterday’s moving Mass of Resurrection, Burgos chose not to sit with family gathered in the first pew, but opted to stand for the length of the 90-minute service at the foot of a massive altar with a hand on each casket.
“I would like to give one message to every mother and father out there,†Burgos said, shortly before yesterday’s funeral Mass began. “No matter how frustrated or depressed you may be, no matter how stressed, or angry, or how messed up you think life is, please please, don’t take it out on your children. They are not to blame.
“Our children are our gifts. They’re our hope, our future. We should cherish them each and every day.†(more…)
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