the day after thanksgiving my grandpa passed away. It was sudden and very unexpected. He had recently moved out to Utah with my parents and was living in assisted living. My girls called him GPA. Before gpa moved we would go over to his house a few times a week to visit and check in on him. He would always light up to see my two little monsters running down the hall asking him for cookies. Gpa always had a cookie jar full of oreos and my kids knew where to go to get a cookie. I have thousands of fond memories of my grandpa and am sorry that he is gone, but glad that he is back with my grandma. we love you gpa.
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