Tomorrow, Preston turns 13 weeks and it is also my Grampy's birthday. He would have been 85. He has been gone (but certainly not forgotten) for 4 1/2 months now. He would have loved to see Preston and become a Great Grandfather.
In my dad's words: In 84 years, he experienced a lot of good things, and appreciated them all - "Beautiful", "No Problem" for sure. And Roland gave us all kinds of good stuff that have become part of us. So, Roland lives on through us ... today, tomorrow and beyond.
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Awww, remember when Grampy used to drive us to football camp? Those were the good old days!
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