Life…and thereafter…

I once took a cab home and got into a conversation with the driver about superficial things.  I do not remember anything specific that we discussed, but when I got out of his car, he looked at me and sincerely said:

“I wish you the best and I hope you have a nice life.” There was no sarcasm, just genuine friendliness

It struck me as odd, but I knew that I would probably never see him again.  I haven’t as far as I know.

I think one of the interesting things in life is there are so many sides to someone, that we can’t possibly see or know everything there is to know about them.  Even the ones closest to us in our own families.

I had no idea my grandfather was a glider mechanic and served in World War 2.  I know there are many other things I don’t know about him, or my other relatives that have passed away…and I’m sad because there are things I will never know.  These are people I will never see again.  I guess the thought of never seeing him again is still foreign and setting in. imgres-3

(This is not him, but a pic from google images)

And here is his obituary.



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