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I'm jumping in REALLY late here,but I'm so sorry for your loss. My grandpa died a couple years ago. He loved music. He had so many acoustic gutiars, accordiens, and fiddles. He also loved old westerns, espically John Wayne movies. When I would visit during the summer we would spend hours watchin John Wayne movies, or picking oranges from his orange trees. The last time I saw him I was twelve. I always figured there would be more time. I kept putting off visiting for years. Then one day my brother calls waking me up telling me that grandpa died. I was so heart broken and so mad at myself. I still am. About fifteen years ago he sent me one of his gutiars. It is probably my most prized possesion, and I will NEVER part with it. Cherish your time with loved ones, espically your older relatives.
There's always some motherfucker trying to ice skate uphill...