Feb 26, 2004 22:28
yeah. so. My grampa died today.
He was 76. He got up this morning and was dressing himself. I guess he started coughing and couldn't stop and then his pacemaker stopped working and...
so yeah. I'm pretty worried about my grandmother. Don't know what she'll do now.
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Thinking good thoughts for you here.
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I'm doing better today. It's just I have all these old memories of him when I was young. He was so strong and tough. He worked for the Park Service and went hunting and smoked a pipe. He used to carve these intricate geometric designs on wooden boxes. He must've done 500 by the time he died...
He was so old and so thin the last time I saw him. I hate watching people get old. I hate it.
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