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i wish it didn't take something like this to get me to write in here. tim's grandpa passed away on sunday, independence day. it was pretty unexpected. he had had a stroke a number of years back, and he couldn't talk much because of it. but he was always there for a kind hand on the shoulder or a big smile, usually encouraging me to pick on tim. he couldn't talk much, and i don't talk much. i guess you could say we understood one another. in a crowded room full of chatter, we understood the value of silence. i can only hope that he knows how neat i thought he was, and how much i appreciated him. i know he is probably up there having a good old time telling my grandma all about tim and i. my thoughts are with tim and his family. you will be missed.