remembering my grandfather
Jun. 15th, 2008 09:02 pmI recently found myself in a conversation about grandparents, and it made me think of one in particular. The grandparent I feel the strongest connection with, even though I had the smallest amount of time with him, was my paternal grandfather. It's odd what I do and don't remember: I don't remember what he looked like at all, but I remember his voice and I remember some of our time together. And while I don't specifically remember the incidents, I know that he taught me to think, to question, and to analyze. He surely taught my father the same things and my father taught me, so his influence carried on after him.
My grandfather came to the US from Italy when he was a child. I now realize that I know very little about his life before I was born. I know that my father was the first family member to go to college (grandpa was smart, not necessarily educated), but I realize I don't know how my grandfather earned a living, what took him to Ohio, how he met my grandmother, and lots of other things. Fortunately for me, my father will know many of these things and I can ask him.
Even with all that, though, I marvel at how close I feel to a man I didn't have nearly enough time to get to know.
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Date: 2008-06-16 10:32 am (UTC)Uncle Binks
Date: 2008-07-14 01:39 am (UTC)Re: Uncle Binks
Date: 2008-07-14 01:44 am (UTC)Binks? There's got to be a story there; do you know it?
Binks
Date: 2008-07-14 02:18 am (UTC)BTW
Date: 2008-07-14 02:23 am (UTC)Re: Binks
Date: 2008-07-15 02:23 am (UTC)Re: BTW
Date: 2008-07-15 02:41 am (UTC)Can you point me (email is fine if you prefer) to some entries with comments or stories, so I can get a feel for what people are doing?