This weekend we said goodbye to one of the strongest, most honorable men I have ever known. Dave Gorman was a Marine Corps veteran and an all-around successful man, but to his 10 grandchildren and 5 great-grandchildren he was just "Grandy". Grandy was the guy who climbed his giant ladder to fix the moon and make it whole again. He taught me to play chess, shoot a gun, catch a fish and waterski. He took a good shot at trying to convince me to join the military at one point too, but that wasn't meant to be! Having Grandy in my life has created a lifetime's worth of memories - Boston cream donuts for breakfast, rolling coins at the kitchen table, getting ice cream at Bubbling Brook, riding the tractor, and taking the elevator to the top floor of the John Hancock building to look out over Boston. As far as grandfathers go, Grandy was top-notch. I am so grateful to have grown up with grandparents who were so involved in my life.
In the last 5 years Grandy has become Great-Grandy to 5 little kiddos, too. Ty and Brady in particular loved their Great-Grandy. Several mornings a week Ty would wake up and ask, "What's Grandy doing?" Ty loved to build card houses and play cars and trucks with him, too. And just this weekend, as we got ready to go to Nanny's house, Brady was so excited thinking that he would see Grandy there. I am forever grateful that my boys had the chance to know and play with him. And even though Paige is too young to remember Grandy, he mentioned several times how she reminded him of my grandmother, so I'm pretty sure she had a special place in his heart as well.
Yesterday, Grandy went to be with Grandmum after more than 7 years. I'm pretty sure they have a lot to catch up on, and I know he is so happy to be back with her! You are going to be greatly missed, Grandy!!!
