It feels odd not having a grandpa anymore. He passed away two days ago and yesterday I found myself catching a plane to Chicago to be with my family (you need family in times like this). He was a great man, someone I looked up to if for no other reason than the fact that he lived through the depression, WWII and so many other hardships and still remained a kind, gentle man.
He was a rock of a man. Stable, strong, a foundation on which my family often found itself leaning. I never saw him lose his temper, but often saw him share his love.
He committed himself to loving his family, and that’s how I remember him. A man which no matter what was happening in the World always had a funny joke, always had a $5 bill for his grandchildren and always pulled for the Cubbies to (hopefully) win a World Series … even though it never happened.
I’ll always remember you grandpa. And one day I hope to see you again.
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I am sorry to hear of the passing of your grandfather. You and your family are in our prayers.
Prayers are with you Ben. (and go Cubbies)
I am sorry to hear that your grandfather passed. It is never easy to lose a loved one, but it is nice to know that we can see them again.
Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers.
I’m sorry to hear about your loss.
Sorry to hear it Ben, it is an awful thing to go through, my thoughts are with you and your family.
You and your family will be in my prayers as you mourn and move forward with all of the wonderful memories your grandpa gave you.
Sorry to hear about that Ben. I wish you good fortune.