Tuesday, September 22, 2020
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I loved everything about my grandfather and ill never forget him. Sometimes he had a mustache, sometimes glasses, but always in his fresh pressed champion gear and new balances with a joke to tell and a smile on his face. I loved the way he loved my grammy and my family, how happy he was just to watch the Yankees, eat pizza or scallops and hang out. The older he got, the funnier he got, pulling the craziest zingers out of his back pocket right til the end. I saw him raise his voice once in my entire life and rightfully so, my little brother was being a little demon and deserved it haha, otherwise you never saw this man sweat anything, always cool as a cucumber. He encouraged my love of computers, always sharing his man cave with me and hooking me up with the best windows 95 games like jewel chase and mahjong and didnt mind when I ate all of his snacks and Wheaties cereal. Some of the best times were out on the park Ave sunporch on a warm sunday morning, fresh coffee steaming from dunkin donuts mugs and the sun pouring through the windows watching him read the paper. Ill always love him so much and feel so lucky that he was my grampy
