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	<title>Comments on: A farewell to Gaby Brenas</title>
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		<title>By: lp67</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was with great sorrow to have learned about the passing of GABRIEL BRENAS. Truly a great man, a gentle man. He has always been in my heart and in my mind ever since I was introduced to him for a possible employment at a very young age as an artist in the art department of their newly formed ad agency (MEMAS).  I was hired and ended up working there with this wonderful man under his directorship and guidance for five years, until the Year 1967, when I decided to leave for the United States to further my studies. I remember It took me two weeks, to muster up the courage to tell him that I was about to leave for United States. And when I finally did tell him, I had tears in my eyes. He re-assured me that it was alright and that I will do just great.  All those years, I realized he had become the father I didn&#039;t have. In fact he reminded me of my father at times. with his gentle ways of making a point, or making some constructive criticism with his witty ways and great laughter where his face would turn all red, with cigaret at hand.  All those years in United States, I truly missed him, often thinking of him along few other members of that small family.   Although, I had the joy of seeing him one more time after my first departure. It was after seven years, 1974   when I returned to Beirut first time to visit my family, where I made my priority to go visit Mr Brenas. He was all smiles and happiness when we met. We talked and reminisced  the old days, he wanted to know how I was doing. He had grown a beard and looked just wonderful. Of course that was the last time I saw him but I always remembered his gentle ways and smile. 
 
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was with great sorrow to have learned about the passing of GABRIEL BRENAS. Truly a great man, a gentle man. He has always been in my heart and in my mind ever since I was introduced to him for a possible employment at a very young age as an artist in the art department of their newly formed ad agency (MEMAS).  I was hired and ended up working there with this wonderful man under his directorship and guidance for five years, until the Year 1967, when I decided to leave for the United States to further my studies. I remember It took me two weeks, to muster up the courage to tell him that I was about to leave for United States. And when I finally did tell him, I had tears in my eyes. He re-assured me that it was alright and that I will do just great.  All those years, I realized he had become the father I didn&#039;t have. In fact he reminded me of my father at times. with his gentle ways of making a point, or making some constructive criticism with his witty ways and great laughter where his face would turn all red, with cigaret at hand.  All those years in United States, I truly missed him, often thinking of him along few other members of that small family.   Although, I had the joy of seeing him one more time after my first departure. It was after seven years, 1974   when I returned to Beirut first time to visit my family, where I made my priority to go visit Mr Brenas. He was all smiles and happiness when we met. We talked and reminisced  the old days, he wanted to know how I was doing. He had grown a beard and looked just wonderful. Of course that was the last time I saw him but I always remembered his gentle ways and smile. </p>
<p>Levon Poladian </p>
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