OK, this post is freaking me out. What I learned about my Godfather the last two days was that he loved sunsets. I never knew that. As you can see from my profile photography I do too. When I am on Cape Cod, I usually take my kids to the beach after 5pm, one reason is to see and photograph the sunsets. On my way home from the wake, the sun was amazing but I was on a highway and I couldn't stop anywhere to photograph the sun. I had beautiful piano music playing and I just felt like this beautiful sunset was my Godfather saying that he arrived home with GOD safely. I drove towards a small city where the sun was huge and orange behind the buildings, then I felt so let down as it disappeared behind a river. I felt like my Godfather was saying "Wait for it . . . Wait for it" I turned onto the road that I live off of and the sun was so huge and orange it literally blinded me. I grabbed my camera and snapped away while I was driving. The rays came all the way to my car in the photo. (con't.)