I remember my Grandpa… he would have been 84 today! The years have started to pile up over my life with him and my memories of him. Has it really been 15 years since I last saw him? One look in the mirror tells me it has. I fear there are things forgotten, and yet there so many things I still remember. The mind is a funny thing. We remember what we remember most often, and forget the subtleties which we infrequently or ever think about or speak of. I can tell you about my Grandpa, but I’l...
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