Another good-bye.

I am not happy to have 2 of the last 3 posts be about loss.   However, my grandpa, or Papa, as we called him, passed away yesterday.  He lived over 25 years with Parkinson's disease, and beat cancer in the 90's, but now was his time to go.  

I grew up across the street.  He taught me so many things, but most of all, the things he never said.  Living quietly, with a grin on his face, not complaining about his circumstances as the disease slowly took away nearly everything.   Truly a great, strong man and one of the greatest influences in my life.

 

I'm flying back to my hometown to be with my family.
Be back to the blog when my mind is clearer.