Yesterday morning, at 9:30am, my grandfather passed away during his morning nap. This comes after battling a long war with emphesyma and recurrent staph infections, which left him in a hospital the last month of his life.
He was a great man, strong and silent type. Born in Standish in 1920ish - He did what most small town boys did. Grew up on a farm, moved to the Big City of Detroit to find work in a factory. Served his country in the Army during WWII, came back, found a girl, got married and had a family. He loved hunting, euchre and beer like any god fearing Michigan man should :)
He was a great grandpa. Funny, yet firm - loving and proud. Piercing blue eyes. He didn't talk a whole lot, but when he did he had the potential to be hilarious. Reminds me a lot of my dad.....when he was joking around he had a way of making everything believable.
He will be greatly missed.