July 13 marks the anniversary of Grandpa Andy's passing and his return back to Mother Nature's womb. A day rarely passes that I do not hear James speak of grandpa. You see, James grew up without a dad, and grandpa stepped in and filled those shoes. Grandpa was turing 60 years old that year when James was born and little did he know he would be raising another boy. James' mom, Moonie, had just turned 20 years old and had her hands full adjusting to the cold Colorado weather and coping with James' dad being stationed in Vietnam. When they got back to L.A., Grandpa was the main man in James' life. I am very glad my birth mom, Hermione, gave me all the love she could before she gave me to James and Mama. Grandpa must have been a great man because he sure loved James a lot. I can feel that love each time he takes me for a walk or run in the park.
In honor of Grandpa, James proposed that we do a Remembrance Run. We prepared ourselves with plenty of fluids, with no knowledge that today would be so full of sun. The sun finally came out after being dormant for the last 12 mornings. The cloudy days had been fantastic running weather, but we knew once the post July 4th weather subsided, the sun would shine on us again. Thanks Grandpa, we love you!
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