love the wool pants weather

On the road again. This time in the states. The sun has come up and nothing but snow covered factories, lakes towns and bridges pass by my train window. I am directed back to NY after, never enough time with my grandfather and family. He is such a beautiful being. One morning I woke before him and before his nurse arrived, meaning 6 am I was up. He caught me as I wondered past his door to brush my teeth and sent me for water for him. I sat on the edge of the bed and we talked about all the family stages that have passed, represented in the images on his walls. And I just looked over at him, appreciating him, so pleased when he relaxed into his smile or laughter of a memory or abstract thoughts about my life he likes to mention with proudness in his voice. Behind him are individual portraits of his mother, his father, him as a soldier and grandma as the nurse, must have been the time period when they met. At 97, 8 years waiting to join Grandmas side again, he is still the intellectual of always but confined by the vessel more now. Family comes in to town to join everyone already here and we spend a glorious afternoon together. Smiles, clothing exchanging and a bit of football viewing.
Snow so much snow. Feet on the ground blowing and balancing on the bodies of the trees angles from the strength of the wind over time and on the top of the heads of trees that hold pine needle or anything else that can survive this weather and sticks around.
Grandparents engagement story…
Grandpa was fighting in the world war and was injured. At this time there were women employed by Red Cross as well many volunteers who would run around dong many things. The soldiers on Charles floor got together some money to buy a women employee a gift to show her how much her work meant to them. They gave the collected money to a volunteer to buy roses while she was out. The women did not return. After some time Charles went as the rep to find out what they could about the women who had disappeared with the money. The answer the grunt of my grandfather was Toby… Surely she proved herself the calming spirit she is to calm my grandfather from the Bronx when making a complaint. After a couple weeks passed in the hospital, he asked her for a date. They dined and he proposed on that first date. She was catching a train home for the holiday break and told him she would tell him after talking with her parents. The answer was yes. I would like to thank the women who ran off with the money they all collected, a mitzvah without meaning to.