January 21st, 1919 – July 17th, 2011
Kenny’s grandfather Stanley died Sunday night, around 11:30 p.m. He lived to a very long 92, with all but the last few years in relatively good health.
We drank beer together and talked about golf, until his Alzheimer’s stole that from him (and us).
He loved a good polka (100% Polack, he was), loved the game of golf (played til he was about 88, I believe), loved to sing, dance, and his bride Margie. They were married 69 years. Something to strive for, Reader.
I still cannot believe we’ve lost both Stanleys this year. May they find each other on the other side.