Not So Happy Memorial Day

My grandpa was always doing something in his shed. He was so handy and could do anything. That was up until this February when we found out he had cancer. On a positive he only suffered for a few months, on the negative we will all miss him so much. It hasn’t really sank in yet. My grandma said she feels like he will pop through the door any time but she knows he won’t. He came into this world on Halloween and he left on Memorial Day.

GRANDPA’S TOOL SHED

Grandpa’s tool shed is a special place,
Full of mystery and delight,
Where little kids can come and watch
While Grandpa builds a kite.

Each day before the sunset,
Grandpa is always there,
The sound of his saw and hammer
Filling the evening air.

Grandpa can fix anything
And make it look brand-new-
He fixes toy cars and airplanes,
Trucks and trailers, too.

There are many happy moments
Pleasant to recall,
But Grandpa in his tool shed
Is the nicest one of all.

~By Marie Dostan~

My grandpa always told me to “Keep your powder dry”.

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