My grampa

My Grampa died this morning. He was 83.

I'm very sad, obviously, but now we are just trying to get in touch with my dad who is in Paris and hard to reach. Soon we will all be meeting up in Michigan.

My Grampa was married over 50 years and had 9 kids (my dad is the oldest) and 15 grandkids. He built bridges in WW2 and was a metal and dye designer.

I will really miss him.

(this picture is him and my dad having a knife war with my boyfriend. December of 2006)