My Pop Petracca died this morning. He was my "fake grandpa," but since my father's father died when I was very tiny, he was my real grandfather for all intents and purposes. Pop was always incredibly kind, loving, warm, and affectionate, and one of the most easygoing people I know.
I saw him two weeks ago and we had a lovely dinner together. I'm grateful that I got to see him so recently and that it was such a nice occasion. I'm happy to have had him in my life and sad to see him go.
When I was young, Nana and Pop bought a new house on Candlewood Lake in Connecticut. They built a beautiful addition on it, with a glass-ceilinged room meant for stargazing. They bought a beautiful, state of the art telescope. I remember Pop showing me stars through that telescope, beautiful and bright. At dinner two weeks ago, he offered to give us the telescope for our hayloft. It was such a kind and thoughtful offer. Of course since he's passed away, if one of his children or grandchildren want it, I would happily see it go to them, but that will be my most recent memory of him, an offer of a gift, which is a nice way to remember someone.
I saw him two weeks ago and we had a lovely dinner together. I'm grateful that I got to see him so recently and that it was such a nice occasion. I'm happy to have had him in my life and sad to see him go.
When I was young, Nana and Pop bought a new house on Candlewood Lake in Connecticut. They built a beautiful addition on it, with a glass-ceilinged room meant for stargazing. They bought a beautiful, state of the art telescope. I remember Pop showing me stars through that telescope, beautiful and bright. At dinner two weeks ago, he offered to give us the telescope for our hayloft. It was such a kind and thoughtful offer. Of course since he's passed away, if one of his children or grandchildren want it, I would happily see it go to them, but that will be my most recent memory of him, an offer of a gift, which is a nice way to remember someone.