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Post by zooke581 on Feb 11, 2015 23:34:10 GMT -5
If there is any possible way to be there when you inter your Father I will be there by your side in Uniform of his and my era.
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Post by Haines Garage on Feb 11, 2015 23:39:13 GMT -5
If there is any possible way to be there when you inter your Father I will be there by your side in Uniform of his and my era. That would make my day...and will be possible perhaps. You are s good friend Sir Eric, and I appreciate it. |
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Feb 12, 2015 0:10:29 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2015 0:10:29 GMT -5
I am sorry my friends. I hate to be a whiner...for I most definitely try not to be. This situation is most taxing on me. I am most appreciative of all the members here that keep this site relevant and entertaining. No need for apologies, friend.  Here's a funny but sad story, when my maternal Grandfather passed away, hes the one mentioned in the veterans section, my a$$hole uncle said he was going to have his ashes intered at the veterans cemetery in Dallas, one excuse after another..... Guess what.....never happened. The last time I asked, (which has been a few years ago), my grandfathers ashes where still riding around in the truck my uncles pontiac..... |
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Post by Ryan_M on Feb 12, 2015 7:24:28 GMT -5
When we buried my grandfather (B-26 pilot/instructor, all round jokester) we fired off a couple rounds from his favorite potato gun right there in the cemetery (anyone starting to see where I get it from?). He had made that potato gun years earlier and I remember my uncle having to cut the barrel in half and add a screw together fitting so the weapon could be broken down to fit into the trunk of the car when they wintered in Georgia. I'll never forget that. Great way to break up a very solemn occasion. My grandfather would have been pleased.
Keep up the good fight Haines.
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Post by rudycon on Feb 12, 2015 10:08:16 GMT -5
Last summer we took some of GrandpaBob's ashes out to a couple of his favorite places per his request. "out to the lake at the woodpile" and "farther back up in the woods there." Places where he liked to be. Places where he and grandma put up wood for the winter. Places where I was taught how to run a chainsaw.
The funny part was that Lin and I had driven up from "DEEtroit" in a rental Fiat Panda.
We loaded Grandma into the Fiat because it had the easiest step-in height not too low, and not too high. My wife drove us up the 2 two-track and into the woods where most folks would want a pickup.
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