I don't have words to express how I feel. I am sadned by the loss of his life. However, he lived a long life and in the end he was just a shell of a man. I am glad the pain is over and that he is at rest. I am sad that he will not be getting an invitation to the wedding. I know that he couldn't have come, but I wanted to be able to send the invite to him at least. I know he will be with us in spirit.
My grandpa Sam was one of the most gentle, most caring men I ever met. He loved unconditionally, sometimes to the point of worry. I remember he used to hold my hand extra tight whenever we would cross a busy New York street. It took me many years to realize that it was for his own security as well as mine. I remember the last time I saw him. It was just before Thanksgiving in 2003. There was some singer or something at the nursing home he was in. Grandpa always loved music. He had a beautiful voice. I remember that Cimmy and I danced. I think we danced with him. And there was ice cream.
Right now I am mostly worried about
msfrizz. I hope that she will be okay. I know that she has the strenght to get through this and she knows that Cimmy and I are there for her. I love you, mom! 