the one with my grandpa's memory

[connie2112]

My grandpa died when I was four. And I really don't remember much of him except a few times where I'd sit on his lap complaining about having to watch golf with him

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[redmondkc]

I share the feeling that we didn't really get to know him better. Even though I was older when he died, it didn't really affect me much. I hate to say that, but I was young. I remember him being very kind, with a sense of... I'm not sure - honor? - about him. He really did love his grandkids. I dunno. I really wish that I had a chance to know him now. Or even a few years ago. My life would be different, I think.

Sometimes Mom and Grammy say that I remind them of him, and I wish I knew more about what that meant. I guess all I have to go off of is what I remember, and that's good, I think. It's weird... I find myself aspiring to be like someone I never really got to know all that well. I'm kind of.... trying to live up to a vague memory of mine. Hm.

I love you, little sister.

Brother

[anonymous]

you're an awesome person. Always remember that. your grampy would be so proud of you, just like grammy, your family, your friends and me all are. :)

-Em