Twenty years ago today, a great man took his final breath on a beautiful fall Saturday morning, in an old farmhouse, surrounded by loved ones. I wasnt there . . . I was 3500 miles away at college, but my heart shattered when I was given the news of my grandfathers passing. I treasure my memories of him, my grandparents visits to California to stay with us, the summer visits back to Potsdam to stay with my grandparents as a kid. I couldnt wait to change into my barn clothes so we could go find Grandpa at the barn when I would arrive for my visits. He wasnt a part of my daily life since I grew up so far away from him, but I always liked knowing he was there, and as a kid, I thought he was invincible. I still cant believe it has been 20 years since cancer stole him from our family much too soon. I think of him everyday when I look at his picture I keep in my room, but today his absence seems greater, I miss him more than usual. I sometimes wonder if he knew how much he meant to me. He was the only grandfather I really knew, and I thought the world of him. Grandpa, I hope these last 20 years have been peaceful and pain free. I miss you everyday and love you more than words could say!
Posted on: Thu, 23 Oct 2014 02:45:03 +0000
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