On February 27, 2002, my one and only Grandpa passed away. He was the most patient man I have ever known. Here are a few of the many things I remember about him:
He didn't mind drinking soda that had lost its carbonation.
He liked his ice cream slightly melted.
He could play solitaire for hours.
He loved me and my sister unconditionally and always let us know it.
He passed away a few days shy of his 50th wedding anniversary.
Today I will be taking my Grandma to the cemetary to visit him.
1 comment:
You can feel the love coming from this. I was close with my Pop too. And your an awesome Granddaughter.
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