My wife’s grandfather died on Sunday morning. He was 89. It seemed like he hadn’t been doing super great for a month or so, so it wasn’t entirely unexpected, but it’s obvious sad. She was coming back from a bachelorette north of Houston when she found out. I was staring at a 48 Hours episode I’d already seen. Since I’ve been in her life, two of the othe…
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