- My grandpa. He and my granny Kitty had come down to Waterford and were staying with my great-aunt and uncle, Molly and Cyril. We went up to see them a couple of times. The day before my grandpa died, I was asked to go in and tell him that dinner was ready. I remember having to repeat it five or six times, and come closer and closer each time. At the time, I thought it was odd, and new. That evening was the last time I saw him. I have a picture in my mind of seeing the ambulance driving away from Molly and Cyril's the next morning when he had a heart attack, but I can't be sure I actually saw it.
jul 17 2009 ∞
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