My mom has written a nice piece on her blog about my grandfather.
Another cool thing was that when I called caterers I spoke with one who, as it turned out, knows my grandmother quite well. I ended up comforting her, but my own eyes filled with tears as she told me how much she loved and admired my grandmother, and how she knew well how strong my grandparents' marriage was, and how full of joy and positive energy my grandparents have always been. Cool. She said, I'll move whatever I have to aside to make sure we cater this. I know my grandmother will be so pleased to know that even the catering for the reception will be done by a friend. Three generations of our family have deep roots here, and turns out to be a great comfort. I feel prouder than ever to be part of this tribe, as I go around town and people mention to me that they've heard the news, they remember my grandfather fondly, and they're wishing the whole family goodness.
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