RIP

I'll make this short:

No one is perfect and that's all that could be said about this situation.

My grandfather was just another imperfect human being.

We all make mistake, some big some small. What's done is done.

He was a husband, a father, a grandfather, and a great grandfather.

I only remember one conversation with him.

He asked my age (I was 13) then he stood up and left.

He's a man that strangers knew better than his own family.

People are complicated and I never understood him, but I'm not one to judge.

One thing I know is that he was the LUCKIEST man on this planet.

Married the most amazing woman.

For better of for worse, she stayed by his side.

He was my mothers father and my grandmothers husband and for that reason I'm sad.

To see them cry rips me to pieces.

Rest In Peace "Henry"