My object of importance is my grandpa’s obituary, my grandpa’s obituary reminds me of him and the memories that we had together. We spent every Holiday in his tile floored kitchen, always followed by me and my cousins playing in his big yard. We usually played on a steep slope going down to John Bay river next to his house. He was the best grandpa, he always told me and my cousins stories of when he was a welder.In his final years he came to visit more, my mom was his primary care taker when he kept having to go to the hospital. When he was close to death we stopped having holidays at his house. He died in my mom’s car when she was rushing him to the hospital because of a heart attack. His obituary is something I keep close to me to remember all of the good times I had with him.

– C

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