My grandfather passed away at about 3am this morning.
My dad wrote something that I find comforting:
“I walked him to the Beach today. It was early and the wind was not up yet, so we sat in beach chairs under the green shelter by the Bay and watched the waves tickle the shore. It was very nice. The sky was so blue and the clouds were small and polite. I told him we could sail again some other time, but only if I could steer the rudder. I think he agreed to that.”
Photo taken for Project 365 on November 25, 2006.
