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Mar 15, 2009 20:02

So my grandfather died at 1:30AM on March 15, 2009. An hour and thirty minutes after I turned 25. My mom told me I should laugh about it, because before he went into the hospital, he kept telling her not to let him forget about my birthday. I guess the day I was born, he drove all night from Pensacola, Florida to Dallas, Texas to see me come ( Read more... )

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mariecat March 16 2009, 03:48:44 UTC
i'm sorry for your loss. but that's a sweet story about him. it sounds like he loves you alot.

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psycobob March 16 2009, 06:26:12 UTC
My condolences to you sweetie, it's a very special story. Congrats on making it 25 cycles...

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