For as long as I can remember, Christmas Eve was always spent with Grandma and Grandpa P. when we were kids. I don't necessarily know that there was any particular reason for this, I only know that from a very young age, this was the tradition. I also remember that dreaming of a White Christmas … Continue reading The Ghost of Christmas Eve Past (and Yet To Come)
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Happy Birthday, Pops.
Today would have been my Grandpa P's 96th birthday. In a previous blog, I wrote about my mom's dad, and today I want to write about my dad's dad - Pops. This blog is sort of a rewrite of a blog I wrote years ago on the anniversary of his passing. When my mom's dad … Continue reading Happy Birthday, Pops.
Four Songs – Four Friends
Last night at work I was listening to my iPod on shuffle. I have 4800+ songs on it and would have more if the hard drive that I stashed all the tunes hadn't crashed. Last night a string of 4 songs in a row played and each of those songs brought me back to a … Continue reading Four Songs – Four Friends
“A delicious cup of coffee …”
I had my first cup of coffee at 12 years old. I use the term "coffee" here loosely because my grandpa made it for me. It was probably 1/4 coffee and 3/4 cream and sugar. Coffee was a staple at my grandparents house. They drank it all the time. Whenever we went over there for … Continue reading “A delicious cup of coffee …”