May God bless you and your...
Grandpa (or as I always called you, "Grampa"):
I'll miss your laugh. When I was growing up, your booming laughter filled the house on Amsden Street.
I'll miss you screaming "SLOW DOWN, WILL YA?!" as we ran through the house. I'll miss watching you surrounded by people as you told one of your stories, pausing at the right moments to let everyone around you crack up. By the end of it you'd crack up too.
I'll miss coming home to find you people-watching on the front porch,...
Michael Haviland
August 08, 2014