Convoy '04

My Grandpa was a humble man; he never liked to be the center of attention.
In life and now in death, he wouldn’t want us to focus on him.
He wouldn’t want us to focus on the sadness of his death, but instead focus on
the happiness in our lives.
He would want us to appreciate each other and our future.
A man as humble and loving as Grandpa will always be remembered by those of us
who knew him and loved him.
Although we will miss him, his smile, his pranks, his love, we take consolation
in the good feelings of our memories.
I remember when I was a little girl, visiting Grandma and Grandpa.
Grandpa would help us make forts and haunted houses in the basement.
After it was built he pretend to go do something but he’d sneak back and scare
us, or play tricks on us.
And we’d shriek with fright but then laugh until our faces were sore because we
knew it was Grandpa having fun with us.
Then we’d go upstairs for a huge, delicious meal that Grandma would have
prepared for us.
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