The last time we saw Grandpa alive was one week before he passed, on Christmas Eve. We all gave him our gifts and in turn he gave us his last words. I am not a crier, no, not even at funerals, but when Grandpa Olson grabbed my hand and made me promise to him that above all else in this world, I would treasure my children, and subsequently treat them as such, I lost it.
Cleon is now resting peacefully with his wife and the heavens are rejoicing at the return of such a great man. God be with us until we meet again...
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