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My dad’s brother linked to this tonight on Facebook. It makes me very happy. Happy right down to my heart, unlike the strange, slightly disturbing happiness brought on by the Boogie Body lady. And it reminds me that a few days before my Grandpa died, he played his horn for the family. (I really need to get the video of that.) I don’t know how he did it — one of his lungs was completely filled when he finally went into the hospital the day he died. But I love that Grandpa still had that kind of spunk even in the middle of all he was going through those days. Both Granny and Grandpa were like that — just like this other old couple — full of spunk and charisma and love of life.  And I love that. In my tired old state tonight. I love that.

Filed under: Entertainment, Family, Memories by Dixie Vandersluys