8 years ago today we lost an amazing man. That phone call... the look on my dad's face... the heartbreak.
James H. Brosemer was a cranky old goat that loved his family more than anything. I have amazing memories of grandpa and miss him everyday. I can still hear his voice and smell his pipe. I look at my brother and I can see my grandpa. Through the tragedy that was his unexpected and untimely death I learned a lot about me.
Today was a day of memories and love.
I want you to cherish what you have each and every day. If you are putting off making a phone call, please make it. You never know what each moment brings.
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