The wasband’s Dad passed away around 11:15 PM last night. He was 96 years old. He had pneumonia. Sarah, Barry, Leslie and I went to see him Saturday night. He had been in and out of consciousness for a day or two. We got there in the evening, knowing that he wouldn’t be with us for much longer. Sarah went in and held his hands and he stayed awake trying to talk to her the whole time we were there. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. It was really a beautiful sight. He really couldn’t come out with any words but he tried and he seemed so happy to see her.
Damon got to see him the Tuesday afternoon. We were so happy that Damon got there in time. Damon and his father went alone to see Grampa. Sarah and I had already said our goodbys. Damon had a tough time with it but he took it well. I think Grampa held on until he could see Damon. He passed away 7 hours later.
Grampa as a child
Grampa as a young man
I posted this a few weeks ago when I visited Grampa
Grampa was a wonderful father-in-law. I actually always thought of him as a father. I was lucky to have two wonderful fathers. We were always close even after the wasband and I got divorced. Sarah and Damon adored him. When the kids were young we used to go to their house and even though they were only an hour away we would stay overnight. The kids loved going there because Nana always had candy. She was the kind of gramma who always had home baked cookies and cake. They were doting grandparents.
Grampa was a story teller. I mean when he started to tell you a story, you had to be prepared to spend an hour listening to him. That man could talk up a storm. Then Nana would come in the room and reprimand him for talking too much. Then we would all laugh.
We all have great memories of Nana and Grampa. No one can take those from us. They will always be with us.
The funeral is Saturday so I probably won’t start posting until next week. We are all doing well. Thanks to everyone who has left me wonderful comments and sent me great e-mails.