got a call last night that my only living grandfather passed away last night. he has been ill a long time and this has been expected. i haven't been in good or regular contact with him for a number of years. in fact, when last i saw him this summer it took him a bit to recognize me--that was hard.
looking back i am full of memories: the roughness of his carpenter's hands; the way he smelled of sawdust and cigarettes; the way he drove everywhere way to fast; the stories he told over and over again about life on the farm; and all his flannel shirts.
here is the last picture i have of him. rest in peace and grace grandpa bob.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
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