KAOSkins
February-13th-2009, 12:38 PM
Ninety seven years old. I honestly hope I don’t last that long. The things my grandpa saw through his life were amazing. I do hope I get see advances as great as the ones he experienced.
The guy got a job in the mailroom at GM in 1928 and never let go. Without a degree or having payed much attention in HS he rose to middle management and got good at golf as a result. That’s how things were in those days. I learned my love of golf from him. I’m not very good but it’s one of my favorite ways to spend a day outside and drinking cold beer (which he loved too). Growing up in the Detroit he learned to fish when he was a kid and it was a constant source of fun, escape, food and family get togethers throughout his life. Fishing is my single favorite thing to do, bar none, and that I owe to all the kick ass days we spent fishing either the lakes in Michigan or later the gulf coast of Florida where they retired. I hope I can pass on the legacy and keep my nephews on the water by instilling the same sense of pleasure with fishing that he instilled in me.
He worked everyday of his life until he couldn’t anymore and provided a role model in how to treat your family members with respect and to work and save. And to still allow yourself nice trips and some nice things. Saving money was instilled in him like it was a lot of depression survivors and it paid off for him countless times throughout his life. Even in the end when he got spend his last days in a really nice hospice. I’m somewhat ashamed that I don’t share his financial discipline but I’m still working on it and I’ll get there for his memory.
I’ll miss you. RIP Grandpa.
The guy got a job in the mailroom at GM in 1928 and never let go. Without a degree or having payed much attention in HS he rose to middle management and got good at golf as a result. That’s how things were in those days. I learned my love of golf from him. I’m not very good but it’s one of my favorite ways to spend a day outside and drinking cold beer (which he loved too). Growing up in the Detroit he learned to fish when he was a kid and it was a constant source of fun, escape, food and family get togethers throughout his life. Fishing is my single favorite thing to do, bar none, and that I owe to all the kick ass days we spent fishing either the lakes in Michigan or later the gulf coast of Florida where they retired. I hope I can pass on the legacy and keep my nephews on the water by instilling the same sense of pleasure with fishing that he instilled in me.
He worked everyday of his life until he couldn’t anymore and provided a role model in how to treat your family members with respect and to work and save. And to still allow yourself nice trips and some nice things. Saving money was instilled in him like it was a lot of depression survivors and it paid off for him countless times throughout his life. Even in the end when he got spend his last days in a really nice hospice. I’m somewhat ashamed that I don’t share his financial discipline but I’m still working on it and I’ll get there for his memory.
I’ll miss you. RIP Grandpa.