Grandpa

My grandpa died yesterday. He was a good man. He died less than a year after my grandmother died. He was deeply in love with her, still is I imagine.

He was very good with his hands and had an incredibly logical, engineer-like mind. He built many things that scatter his house and basement. He made me a doll house when I was a little girl. My mother still has it in her basement. If I ever have a daughter I want her to have it – or baby Doodle if he’s interested.

He had all of his faculties when he died. His mind was still sharp and he could mostly take care of himself. We saw him over Thanksgiving weekend, and I’m so glad we went up for it. He got to spend some time with his only great grandson. Baby Doodle was fascinated by him. Grandpa was really good with BD. He kept him smiling and entertained while BD sat on his lap. I’m sorry baby Doodle won’t get to really know his great grandpa.

I’m going to miss him.