Dear papa,
My mind never had to process loss until you left us. I never thought about death, life is good and ignorance is bliss in a child's early life. I understand you more and more the older I get.
You were gone from the world before I could truly appreciate you, but at least even I know that your ten year old grandson looked up to and loved you.
Gma was and still is cray cray. Bless her heart, but we both know why you loved the garage and the basement so much. She talks about how I remind her so much of you. We can both tell a story without opening our mouths.
You were a true hustler, father, grandfather and mentor. I hope you are sippin the good stuff and enjoying paczki.
#polishpride