Saturday, March 28, 2009

sixty six

Grampa was a genius, an alcoholic, and my best friend.

Gramma was an educator, an inspiration, and could kick my ass in cards.

They were married for sixty six years.

I wish my grampa was still alive.... I'd ask him how he balanced his passion, his addiction, and his family.

My grampa was my best friend, my hero, and the love of my life.

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