TOMORROW is National Grandparents Day all across the U.S.A. In fact it’s the 30TH anniversary of the holiday that we celebrate every year on the first Sunday after Labor Day.
My (paternal) Granddad died in November 1994 at the age of 82. My Grandmom died in May 2004 at the age of 88. Most of my greatest childhood memories throughout the 1970s occurred with the two of them at their longtime house in Lanham Maryland. I feel like I grew up at their house. The Grandparents that I knew from back then were actually younger than my parents are today. That seems weird.
I will always look back fondly at those precious times that I spent with my Grandmom and Granddad. They were together as husband and wife for over 60 years. After nearly a decade apart from each other she joined him up in Heaven a few years ago. Together again.
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