It was 25 years ago today. The date was October 9th, 1994. I received word that my Grandpa Meyer died. I was relieved because he had been suffering so much. When I heard of his death, I knew his suffering was over.
Michael was born on October 20th, 1993. Grandpa was nuts over him because he was the first male great-grandchild and would carry on the family name for another generation. As Michael's first birthday approached grandpa vowed to attend the party no matter how sick he was. He didn't make it. He died 11 days before Michael turned one.
I had a very special relationship with him and I miss him a lot.
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