As I looked through old photographs tonight (including some of those posted by my cousins) I noticed that the profound love grandpa had for his grandchildren (and great-grandchildren) showed on his face in every picture. The twinkle in his eye, the love for each of us, and his delight in what made us happy was evident in every picture.
As you read this blog and reminisce, kick back with a plastic cup (with your name written on it with a black sharpie) filled with Tang. (And, perhaps, a hostess cupcake to go with it.)
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