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My grandpa passed away last night. At 106 years old, we saw it coming. For years we’ve made sure to stop by for a visit anytime we came through town, knowing it could be our last chance to say hi, give him a hug, and tell him we love him.
Despite him
getting older and his health slowly declining, we were still able to see who he
was in those short visits.
Like December
last year, when he noticed my brother taking pictures on his cell phone and asked
about his camera, only to be fascinated by the technology that also allowed him
to record videos, make phone calls, send messages, and much, much more.
