He was 94 years and 1 month old when he passed away yesterday late afternoon. In my last conversation with him this past Saturday he told me to make sure that I wipe my feet before I get into my car. He's always been taking care of me through my car, and he still does.
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Oh, I'm really sorry, Elizabeth. What a grand age though. Big hugs to you.
It is, I agree, a very grand age. That was a huge source of pride for him, especially when he was 93. :)
I'm so sorry for your loss. At the end of the day age doesnt matter. You still feel sad when a person dear to you passes on, no matter how old he or she was.
Are you going to keep his car for good now? :)
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