Early Friday morning, my dad’s dad passed away.
When it all comes down, he was a pretty cool grandpa. Even though he had been living in southwest Kansas for over 50 years, he never really lost his New York City accent. My grandpa had an Army tattoo on his arm from when he served in WWII. He always kept a full dish of Werther’s candies on the coffee table and another on his dresser. Maybe it’s weird, but those are the things that stand out most vividly in my memory and really define him as my grandpa.
For a while now, he had been fighting some health issues. I know it was hard for him to live like that, so I’m glad that he’s no longer in pain. That said, it seems surreal that he isn’t on this earth anymore. I can’t imagine what my dad and his siblings are going through right now, because he was their dad.
Today I’m flying from DC to Denver, where my parents will pick me up and we’ll travel to Kansas together for the services. I have a couple posts scheduled to come out, but other than that, Haemet probably won’t receive much attention this week.
God bless.
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Memories become so precious when we have to long for the day that we can see our loved ones in Glory. My Grandpa on Dad’s side was known amongst us grandkids for his candy supply–the best in all of Pueblo, CO! For his and Grandma’s 40th, one of our aunt’s had us re-record The Candyman from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory; Dad had the sound engineering know-how, so it was not a difficult thing to do.
Travel safe, and remember, it’s OK to take some time out of each day (though not the whole time) for yourself to reflect, in what is sure to be a busy week. It also OK/good to ask for/volunteer extra hugs from/for family.
Take care.
Yep, I read this on your mom’s site. My dad is 87 too. You have my sympathies…….steve
I’m sorry to hear this. He sounds like he was a cool grandpa.