Monday, June 9, 2014

Saying goodbye is hard

Last week I said goodbye to my grandpa, g-pops, the Big Kahuna.  I had the privilege of spending quite a bit of time with him over the last nine years after the passing of my grandma.  He was my Friday lunch date, and I would load him into the car and take him to the store every other week where we would argue about the price of food.  My grandfather was a grocer and found it impossible to believe that milk was no longer a quarter.  After years of back and forth's in the aisles, I took to telling him everything was $3.00.  He caught on, and then we would argue about how I was trying to trick a blind man.  My grandpa loved a good joke, had the memory of an elephant, and had a heart for his family.  And I miss him.  But I trust, I believe, and I am comforted knowing that he now lives a life everlasting without pain and discomfort.

But because this is basically a book blog (with random posts gushing over Tim Curry and the awesomeness of movies), I thought I'd let you know about a little nonfiction book about World War II.  Little Ship, Big War by U.S.N. Commander Edward P. Stafford is a day-by-day account of the USS Abercrombie, a ship that toured the Pacific Ocean escorting convoys, chasing submarines, picking up downed pilots, and leading landing craft to invasion beaches.  And it just so happens that my grandpa was on that ship.  So if you've got the time and the inclination, it's available as an eBook and in paperback.


Goodbye is hard, but grandpa gave me a lifetime of memories to keep my company.  I'm so glad for all of the stubborn, frustrating, hilarious moments, for the long conversations over coconut shrimp at Red Lobster, and the same exact conversation the next week over Chinese (because you never heard a story just once :)  Rest peacefully g-pops until we meet again.






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