My grandfather passed away early this morning. He died in his sleep at home, at the age of 90. He was such an inspiration to me and to everyone who knew him. He was a dreamer, wasn't afraid to take a risk, was never subtle, always had advice to give, always had a book for you to read, gave B-12 shots out like candy, claimed Snickers contained all the major food groups, was as loud as could be at all times, loved my grandmother like crazy, loved his gardens (which are amazing), loved his four children, 26 grandchildren and 12 great-grandchildren, loved Jesus and served him well. I'm darn proud to be his grand-daughter and will miss him.
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Great post Traci.
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