Paul Erich Polacsek (May 29, 1907 - July 5, 2003)
"Oh, wow, look at you now
flowers in the window
it's such a lovely day...
Out in the crowd
you are one in a million
and i love you so
let's watch the flowers grow
there is no reason to feel bad
but there are many seasons
to feel sad, glad, mad..."
My opa (grandfather) passed away a week ago today at the age of 96. I just returned to New York from burying him with the help of many aunts, uncles, cousins and whatever you call your cousin's children. The gravedigger brought us many shovels. It was a surreal experience in an urban Toronto cemetary. He was the last of my grandparents... all of them lived into their nineties. And from them came many... many.... Such is life. Look at us now...
flowers in the window
it's such a lovely day...
Out in the crowd
you are one in a million
and i love you so
let's watch the flowers grow
there is no reason to feel bad
but there are many seasons
to feel sad, glad, mad..."
My opa (grandfather) passed away a week ago today at the age of 96. I just returned to New York from burying him with the help of many aunts, uncles, cousins and whatever you call your cousin's children. The gravedigger brought us many shovels. It was a surreal experience in an urban Toronto cemetary. He was the last of my grandparents... all of them lived into their nineties. And from them came many... many.... Such is life. Look at us now...