so i turned the big 40 onthursday the 29th and found out that night that my grandfather was on his deathbed. funny coincidence, my grandmother died on my fathers birthday. well the stubborn coot held on till halloween night and finally passed that evening. i think he passed thursday night and was just too stubborn to let his heart stop beating.
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'eis qan eaxhalcoustou tanzi dao qu balanae, raeshkaenaenuoa'
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I do miss you and Gumby. Hopefully when I get to NJ, I can come visit a bit more often!
Is fear rith maith ná drochsheasamh. Ar dheis Dé go raibh sé. (Loose translation: "He had a good life. May he now rest easy." Literal translation: "A good run is better than a bad stand. May he be at the right hand of his creator.")
Be well!
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And for your birthday (however belatedly):
For every storm a rainbow, for every tear a smile,
for every care a promise and a blessing in each trial. For every
problem life sends, a faithful friend to share, for every sigh a sweet
song and an answer for each prayer.
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