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Originally Posted by JustJo

Thank you to everyone who shared their stories....it makes me wonder if these angels in our lives even realized how deeply they had touched us...

Oh no!! Thank you Jo!

My grandfather Eric was my mentor. He spoke his truth quietly and with confidence. He showed me a world my parents were not capable of; who had the time with six kids.

He had a summer house in Gloustire, MA; up on a hill overlooking the bay. He delighted in sharing with us the Blessing of the Fleet, the shipyard down the street where we watched great wooden sailing ships being made, the periwinkles we collected, the colored bottles he collected and loved showing to us.

And in the winter they lived in Lowell, MA where he showed us how to created a very cool snowman. He taught me about art, culture, speaking quietly and with authority of the subject, he was calm, rarely if ever lost his temper or patience with us. When we were together he became a child along with us. He loved playing crocet and shuffleboard. He was an avid flower and vegetable gardener and shared that craft with us as well. And I loved him very much and miss him all the more.