My grandfather passed away today at the age of 91. You guys know him as the guy who bought me the body for my Strat as a Christmas gift.
He was the captain of a B-29 in WWII, he was a rocket scientist and an electrical engineer after the war, and he was a pilot and flight instructor well into his late 80s.
He always asked my friends that came over to the house if they wanted to join him for brandy and cigars in the parlor, even though he didn't smoke and we didn't have a parlor. He did this ever since I can remember... even when I was in grade school.
I didn't have the best relationship with him throughout a lot of my life, but it's not going to be the same at the old house.
He was the captain of a B-29 in WWII, he was a rocket scientist and an electrical engineer after the war, and he was a pilot and flight instructor well into his late 80s.
He always asked my friends that came over to the house if they wanted to join him for brandy and cigars in the parlor, even though he didn't smoke and we didn't have a parlor. He did this ever since I can remember... even when I was in grade school.
I didn't have the best relationship with him throughout a lot of my life, but it's not going to be the same at the old house.