I'll Miss You Granddad

Last week, at just a few months shy of aged 96, my paternal grandfather passed away. I called him "granddad" and he was my last surviving grandparent.

I have many fond memories of him --

• Paying me $1 to jump into the above ground pool in his and my Nana's backyard. (Imagine what price kids would demand today with 30+ years of inflation?)
• Watching the Bruins games and listening to him argue with Fred Cusick and Johnny Peirson.
• Driving up the Mohawk Trail and getting apples.
• Sleeping over and waking up to find juice, milk, and whatever I wanted for breakfast (no matter how late it was.)
• Having the diamond from my Nana's engagement ring made into a pendant and giving it to me on my wedding day.

I love you Granddad. I hope you and Nana are somewhere together and you're having lobster and a Heineken, watching the Bruins. :)

High School graduation photo:

Early days with his lovely wife:

Golfing (apparently there's a story surrounding this picture that involves THROWING the club!):

One of many Thanksgivings at Nana & Granddad's (I'm the one with the yarn in my ponytail :):

Nana & Granddad helping my Uncle move into college. I show this one to demonstrate that Granddad was ALWAYS dapper. I don't think I EVER saw him in anything more casual than khakis.

Tortola with a beer. Two of his favorite things!

Dancing at my wedding: