Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Goodbye, Grandpa

My parents made it to NY for a very brief visit with him before he passed, but my brother and I were not so lucky. We got there on the 24th, and he passed away on the 23rd.

His wife and their baby were with us. Let me tell you, nothing brightens up a very sad situation better than an adorable, happy baby that is learning how to crawl.

Anyway, close to 100 people attended my grandfather's memorial service. This is a testament to how great a man he was. He was 96 years old, and many of his 12 brothers and sisters and his close friends preceded him in death. Still, seventy chairs were set up for his service, and when all of those filled, more were brought in. When those were filled, people had to stand.

He and my grandmother were married for 67 years as of this month. They haven't been apart for more than a few hours since they retired...and they were retired by the time I came about nearly 34 years ago. I can't imagine how hard it will be for my grandmother to adjust to being a widow. I hope I never have to be in her shoes.

I just hope that Grandpa is as happy now as those he left behind are sad.

1 comment:

eatmisery said...

I'm very sorry for your loss, Meg.