My Grandfather passed away in January. We were very close. His head stone was set recently, and I had yet to see it. My Grandma went and put flowers on the grave yesterday, so I figured it was time to go. Ashley and I went over this morning. I shed some tears and took a few photos.
The first, and possibly one of the last times I will come here. I feel my Grandfather with me every time I enter the woods or am near a body of water where we fished together.
I love you and miss you Grandpa.
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