Grief's a Bitch

So, my grandfather died. There are so many things you have to do when you lose someone. I never realized. When I was carrying my grandfather's coffin into the church on Thursday for his Requiem Mass, I was filled with so much pride. I am so proud that I had the honor of knowing him. For me he will always exemplify what it means to be "a good man". I just hope I can come close to the lofty standard he set with his quiet strength, delicious humor, and unending generosity. So long Samuel Jacoby. Never goodbye.