My grandpa died an hour and a half ago. I'm a little shocked right now. He was the only grandpa that lived while I grew up, and possibly the greatest one that ever lived. He fought in WWII, as a coast guard. I remember him telling me that while he was exlporing one of the beaches of Japan he saw a Japanese soldier with a gun. Grandpa said that he slowly pulled out his pistol then shouted out,"Hah!" The Japanese man jumped with surprise and my grandpa shot him. The way he told the story sounded like he regreted it. Wouldn't blame him. I have so many good childhood memories about him. And how I saw him as a hero.... man. What I'd give just to get one more hug from him cry . Oh well there I go. I'm crying! crying crying crying crying crying crying Shiz. He was so cool, so funny, and bright like a kid. He always made anyone smile when they were sad. And always understood what someone was saying, even if they spoke another language (least thats what grandma says). My familie's supposed to go down to my grandparent's town so we can go to the funeral. My parents plan to have a sort of Testimony part in the funeral, I want to say something, but I don't know what. I could talk about the things I remember about him, or about how he was my hero. I don't know which one of them so I'll just choose them all. I can't smile or do anything right now. I stopped crying but now I don't know what exppression to show. Well I gotta go. My mom wants to talk to me right now. So... Later.
Rikku201 · Sat Jan 28, 2006 @ 04:52am · 1 Comments |