Remembering Grandpa Charlie on his birthday. Happy 97th.
It has been almost 6.5 years since he passed away, moving on to a better place. Sometimes it is amazing to me that it has been so long. I was remembering our walks after family dinners, his hats, his chair, his grin. I remember him coming over to just come over, be with family, read the paper, just get out. I hope I am as active as he was if I live so long. He is missed, and I hope his great-grandchildren learn about him someday.
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