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June 26, 2016
The only grandparent I knew, my granddad (mum's dad) died at the age of 92 when I was 18. He was born in New York and on a trip to his Auntie's in Leitrim as a young boy decided he wanted to stay - he died on the 4th of July and we all felt that was appropriate. At the time I didn't appreciate what we had lost as a family and what I had lost. I remember he smoked Major cigarettes and always wore a trilby hat. And when I visited him and when he saw me how his smile would light up his whole face.Comments will be approved before showing up.
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