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March 8, 2007

NOTE: Last names changed for privacy. My last name isn't really StrangeDOS.

The call came early in the morning for me. I keep weird hours because of my job. So 9am is actually early for me. The caller ID said the call was coming from Tucson...which is where my dad lives. At first it didn't make sense in those blurry moments when trying to wake up. I knew my dad was in Michigan, taking care of my Grandpa. So the call couldn't have been him. But as consciousness seeped into my brain I remembered that while Dad and his cell phone were in Michigan, his calling plan lived in Tucson. So I answered to find out what he wanted.

My grandpa had died.

I'm sure some other information followed but I didn't hear any of it. My grandpa was dead.

Later my dad contacted me again and asked me if I wanted to write something to be read at the funeral since I would not be able to attend. I started thinking back on some of the times that I had with Grandpa and I realized something. I couldn't tell you anything about Robert StrangeDOS. I didn't know much about his life as a young man. But I can tell you a thing or two about Grandpa StrangeDOS.

I guess it really started when I was born. I was named Robert William StrangeDOS after both my grandfathers….Robert and William. Once I learned that, I thought my name was so cool.

When I was growing up, Grandpa sported grey and white in his hair and beard. Just like a grandpa should. He had round belly and could easily have stood in for Santa if the need would have called for it.

His skin was weathered from decades of being in the sun. I remember how pronounced the veins were on the back of his hands. As a child I was fascinated by them. I would sit on his lap and play with his hands like they were toys. And like a good grandpa, he just sat there and let me do it.

He never yelled at me or even raised his voice that I recall. I always felt like I belonged...I always felt loved...I always felt safe.

It is the parents' job to make sure that you are ready when it is your time to leave the nest. But grandparents have a much simpler job description. They just love you and enjoy having you around.

Grandpa StrangeDOS was one of the best grandpas ever.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Barb said...

Hey Robert,
Our pastor read your tribute to Grandpa and it was very nice- Good Job!

March 9, 2007 at 9:30 PM  
Anonymous Bridge said...

Your tribute went well today! :)

March 10, 2007 at 2:16 AM  

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