Wednesday, September 2, 2020
I think I have to agree with my brother, Jeremy. Grandpa was known for his hugs and you couldn’t escape them, either! He’d find you and make sure you got one no matter what. It was a hug so tight, he’d squeeze the air right out of you for a second and you felt his love. When he’d hug you goodbye, he’d say, “Love ya!” I think I’ll always picture Grandpa standing behind the grill. At every family get together, he’d be the one doing the cooking. Right there in his driveway while all the kids swam in the pool. We used to have such fun at our summer family get togethers! We used to have cousin sleep overs and every morning, Grandpa would wake up early and run to the Jubilee around the corner and bring home donuts and orange juice so we could wake up to something special. He wasn’t a man of many words but you knew he loved you. He was the guy behind the scenes giving you a couple dollars so you could buy Teen Beat magazines from the corner store, taking you to Jubilee to grab one of your traditional sleep over Gobstoppers that was the size of a tennis ball or let you and your cousins walk to Alethea’s chocolates to get an ice cream sundae all by ourselves as long as we didn’t tell our parents. Grandpa was fun and laid back and we’ll all miss him dearly. He took care of everyone and loved my Grandma very much. I suppose the thing that makes this a little easier is that we all knew he loved us. As my Grandma told me earlier, Grandpa is dancing on streets of gold today!! Rest In Peace. I love you.
