In reading my friend's post this week about the passing of her husband's grandmother (http://www.northerngirl.org/2008/06/quiet-passion.html), I could not help but be reminded of the passing of my grandfather in January of last year.
I thought I'd share these two tributes to my hero, Henry. Neither of which fails to leave me teary-eyed, nostalgic and, above all, grateful to have known him.
A poem my daughter composed:
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