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Now today's grave confession. I wanted to share was happened to me when I was very young I want to say maybe six seven maybe

eight years old at the most my grandfather my father's side passed away he was asthmatic and you know just he was older 80

85 I think he was but I was real close with him. He was basically like my hero, you know, we get everything with him, went everywhere with him.

They lived in Iowa, so we could go down there for every Christmas and for summers and whatnot.

But I remember the day he passed, you know, I was explained, you know,

Grandfather died and we're gonna go to the funeral, which I understood what was going on but whatever

reason it didn't make me sad I just maybe I didn't understand the concept of death at the time

I'm not sure but I specifically remember at the funeral not really feeling like bad about any of the

at the funeral you know playing with my new game boy with my cousin and not really

feeling like bad about any of you know the fact that my grandfather passed away.

My dad's family was really big.

They had 15 kids to die kind of early off, so 13 brothers and sisters.

So there were always a ton of grandkids and you

know cousins the people at the house where my grandmother and grandfather

lived there was the last house and I remember after the funeral I had gone upstairs to the room where I

stayed when we came to have our winter vacations and whatnot and I always wanted, surprisingly enough,

bunk bed growing up, but I never had any reason for one because I didn't have a

sister, brothers or anything like I had one sister ten years later. So, but we had this bunk bed in that room for cousins.

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