My 93 year old great-grandpa died today. It doesn’t come as a shock really, as I’d been expecting the phone call for a while, in fact every time I picked up the phone and it was a family member calling. Still, it’s very sad. Its odd because I was watching Six Feet Under this morning, but had to shut it off because I have a hard time handling other people grieving. Myself? I can handle death OK, I just can’t handle seeing other people not handle it, if that makes sense.
So what was cool about grandpa Jim? He was an avid golfer, up until he didn’t have the energy to do it anymore. The funny thing is, he still looked the same as he did in his wedding photos. He got older, but still looked in his twenties, just slightly more weathered.
And he was cool, and didn’t take any bullshit from anyone. I admire that in anyone.
So, seeya Grandpa Jim. Say hi to Murray, Rose, Cricky and the rest.
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