Members of the US Navy owned a blue peacoat. My grandmom put his peacoat in a closet until he passed away where we put it on a stand for family to see when they come over to pay their respects. My grandfather worked in a boiler room on the ships that traveled the world and always wore his peacoat while doing it. After he retired from the Navy the coat was put in a box in the closet for years. It means a lot to me because my grandfather would always show it to me and tell me about places he went with it, he went to places like Germany, Italy, Spain, and France—mostly European countries. It gave me a sense of adventure and allowed me to bond with him for a while. When I was younger he let me wear it with his hat and the coat almost touched the floor. He always said if I didn't know what I wanted to do after high school I should join the navy but my mom always went against it. As he got older he picked up a smoking addiction and smoked for many years but he eventually quit. Quitting didn't help because about 2 years after he quit he had to be hooked up to an oxygen tank around the house. He eventually got sick and was too stubborn to go see a doctor. He was having trouble breathing and we had to call an ambulance to the house. He refused to go because he hated the hospital he would have to go to. Later we found out he had colon and liver cancer. He was in the hospital for a few weeks and we all spent time there with him. He eventually went into cardiac arrest and passed away. We had a service day for him where all his family came over to pay their respects 

– Gavin Faust

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