I can't believe you've been gone 7 years now. Even though you lived a long and full life of 92.5 years, I still miss:
- your smile
- your laughter
- your humor
- your voice
- your snore
- watching you come back from a walk downtown after having coffee with your classic "Gramps" hat and newspaper
- the smell of your Old Spice after shave
- golfing with you and looking alongside the fairway for lost (&found!) balls
- walking to the library and checking out books with you
- going to the farm and picking strawberries, rhubarb and asparagus
- being treated to dinner out at the Chanticleer with their awesome string onions and Shirley Temples
- watching golf and boxing (while you shuffle your feet along with the boxers trying to avoid the next punch) together while snacking on one of our favorites: Nestle Crunch ice cream bars
- your ability to energize a room with your charisma
- your abilityto make sure everyone was having a good time
- your larger than life presence in a room filled with people
- your life-long interest in learning something new all the time ( I still remember the first time you sent me an email in your late eighties) including skateboarding
- the time you took me to Bambi at the movie theater in Washington
- the time you took me bowling
- all of the times you treated me to Sunday Brunch at Sun-N-Fun
- I miss hearing all of the stories of your life as a child and a young adult and how things have progressed and changed (Some for the better and some for the worst) since then
- sharing happy hour snack time with you--complete with Grandma's "Etta Dip" and Pringles, Fritos and braunschweiger
- listening to you talk of your younger days of "fast driving" in your fast cars!
- tinkering in your garage
- hearing about all of your ole' fishin' stories
I just simply...
I am ever so grateful that I had you in my life for so,
so many years.
Happy Birthday Gramps! Hope you're rockin' it in heaven. Tell Grams and all the others hello!
Your Southpaw Suz