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Saturday, September 22, 2007
After a long battle with Alzheimers desease my grandpa Bob passed away late yesterday. I am at the Alburquerque International Sunport waiting to fly all the way to Atlanta and then on to Milwaukee, where I will join the rest of my family in celebarting both my grandmother's birthday and my grandfather's life. While I am deeply saddened by the loss of my beloved granfather, I am happy that there is finally an end to his suffering and peace for our entire family. My grandfather was a quiet man who liked to garden and to read, and loved to play with me when I was a little girl and even let me sit on his lap when I was a gangly 17 year old scared to leave home for the first time. He was a good man and I miss him.