Memories

This past Wednesday my great uncle on my dads side past away. I've known my great uncle since my parents got married. My grandfather called and I really wanted to cry on the phone, I did it to be strong for my grandfather because I knew he was feeling it bad, even when he barely shows any emotions. when he got off the phone I could barely hold it together but I stopped, the day after I grieved pretty hard because I wish I was able to spend more time. I barely get to see my grandpas relatives since my great grandpa died in 2006.

My favorite memories that I can remember was uncle bobby and aunt Janice 50th wedding Anniversary. It was a good day with family there from all over and grandma and grandpas. We got him an ice cream cake and as they were holding it up for pictures the cake started melting and it slid off the tray and aunt Janice caused it with her hand and smeared it all over his face and he got her back.

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