Matthew B. Grippi

My favorite memory of Uncle Matt is when he would take my brother Tony and me to Carvel Ice Cream in New Jersey. He drove us in his Volkswagon Beetle. I remember watching him change gears while driving, always wondering how in the world he could do all that while driving! So many moving parts. Now I drive a 5-speed and I understand. Uncle Matt was so intelligent, it always amazed and baffled me at how he knew so many things about everything. No one could beat him at Trivial Persuit. I miss him and his book-loving self. RIP, favorite Uncle!