My Grandpa was the quietly magical sort of grandfather…
He was the kind who kept surprising you, even in his nineties, revealing that he’d lived ten fascinating lives before he ever became Grandpa Dave. You’d be sitting with him, thinking you knew the whole story, and then he’d casually mention something like, “Oh yes, I was on the Ed Sullivan Show in 1959”.
His brilliance never announced itself — it arrived in little revelations that made you realize just how remarkable he truly was. Continue Reading…
