Two week ago I went to visit my grandpa. He was feeling good, we played games and had a good time and I said goodbye. Early Sunday morning, my mom called to tell me he passed away.
My grandpa did a lot for me, always had a joke, was very handy and very humble about it, he fought as a gunner in WWII and worked at the Post Office for 23 years. My grandpa was a great example of hard work. I got my desire to garden, fish and collect coins from him (though I am no where near his level at any of those things) I am so glad I got to spend a little time with him as it was a great surprise to me. I love him and I will miss him. I was so glad my sister was with me to cry with all morning.