My step-cousin had a wedding three weeks ago. They’re anti-maskers. My granny went even though she cares for my grandpa at home who has dementia.
Everyone got sick afterwards, he tested positive on Friday, and he passed away this morning.
Everyone got sick afterwards, he tested positive on Friday, and he passed away this morning.
As a member of @TheIronworkers Local 29 we used to say my grandpa built Portland.
We know for sure he helped with the convention center and I think of him whenever I see it, but my dad says you can’t throw a rock in Portland and not hit something my grandpa helped build.
We know for sure he helped with the convention center and I think of him whenever I see it, but my dad says you can’t throw a rock in Portland and not hit something my grandpa helped build.
He’s had dementia, a few strokes, and heart surgery, but what finally did him in was a combo of COVID and the selfishness of some I used to call family.
This week felt like a long panic attack but with anger. We knew we’d lose him, but him being taken feels so much worse.
This week felt like a long panic attack but with anger. We knew we’d lose him, but him being taken feels so much worse.
I loved my grandpa a lot.
I loved waking up early at his house to find my dad already a half-cup of coffee deep in conversation about nothing in particular with him.
I loved hearing about how he served during Vietnam (emphasis on “during”....he was in Germany)
I loved waking up early at his house to find my dad already a half-cup of coffee deep in conversation about nothing in particular with him.
I loved hearing about how he served during Vietnam (emphasis on “during”....he was in Germany)
I love how I have his eyes, how every pregnant cousin had his belly, and how we will never forget him for a million reasons but especially because he left his legacy in every building and bridge he helped build across the Pacific Northwest.
He was also the selfie king.
He was also the selfie king.