My Hero

April 2, 1993. The day I lost my grandfather, my hero. I was driving home, trying to get to the hospital before it was too late. Mom said he was asking for me, wanted to know when I’d be there. Stopped at a pay phone to see how he was doing when I got the news; he was gone. Every day since I’ve missed you Daddy Carl.

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