My grandpa Bob passed away this last weekend. I'm sorry to see him go, but he was happy and healthy right up until the end, and that's the most that anyone can ask. Here's the last picture of him, taken just a couple of weeks ago on my dad's CrapCam. He was doing what he does best, which is having way too much fun with the simplest of things -- in this case, a rubber chicken. Okay, that's the second best thing he did -- the first best thing was being able to fix anything with duct tape and sheer will.
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I'm sorry for your loss.
My condolences, Liz.
I would have loved to kick it with your grandpa, considering his taste in rubber poultry.
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