My grandpa turned 80 this summer. Little did we know he would pass away a few weeks later. I called him Hercules. I thought he would live until he was at least 120. He taught himself to read, to speak other languages, sold thousands of cars, he constructed his own kitchen, built in a sky light, a gorgeous fence around his own home, and one for my parents, and visited over 100 countries. During the last few years of his life, he found so much joy in being home, working on the yard, spending time with his family, and with his lovely wife. I will always be your TT. You are missed every day, by all of us.
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