Sunday, January 10, 2010
death and taxes.
My 86 year old grandfather passed away two days ago. Moved on to whatevers next. He lived a long, full happy life full of love and adventure. He would say how proud he was of me to have overcome the heroin addiction and that he always knew I had it in me. He never judged or criticized me for it. He wasn't ashamed or embarrassed, he was still proud of me. He knew who I was even when I had forgotten. Surprising someone of that generation would be so open minded about such things, but he wasnt an average man. He was extraordinary and he will be missed by many. Love you gramps. See you on the other side.
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