My aunt-in-law Carol has joined the Freshly Pressed club! Her blog is so thoughtful and wise. The post is about my wife’s dear grandfather who passed away a year ago, whose smile I still see every day in my wife’s face (we’re the couple furthest to the left in the family photo). I was honored to have known him.
March 10, 2012.
one year ago, Dad, Granddad, Pops, Sam died at the long old age of 90.
there are bad memories of that time between when his body no longer worked and when his journey here ended.
they are fading with time.
and today i’m choosing to remember him smiling.
His plane wrecked in training. Unconscious for many hours, he was never allowed to fly and given a desk job during the war. Not until I read Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand did I realize what a common occurence it was; pilot trainees died in crashes all the time.
Yes, he was known to mug for the camera, especially if the photographer was someone he loved. Mom is in the boat with him snapping the photos; there are several of these “rowing the boat” pictures. They must have had fun on Lake Wallenpaupack in the Poconos where they went for their…
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