This is the first Memorial Day without my grandpa. He passed away last November right before Veteran's Day.
My Grandpa was in the army during WWII. He was a pilot who delivered supplies to troops. He was apart of the OSS and served his country with honor. I have always been very proud of my grandpa. He served his country, came home and provided for his wife and three kids.
My brother, sister and I frequented grandma and grandma’s house a lot. They came to my baseball games, school activities and were there for every major event in my life. We were frequent visitors in their house and they always kept boxes of cereal for our "night night" snacks available. I remember sitting with my grandpa as he would read to us. I love this rabbit book where you had to lift the flap to find him on every page. I can still picture myself sitting on the couch in the front room on my grandpa's lap reading this book!
I miss him everyday. Every time I say my son's middle name I think about grandpa and how proud he was of me. He told me all the time how much he loved me and how proud he was of me. The feeling was mutual.
I miss you grandpa!
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