Ancestors

George "Buddy" Hale aka Grandpa

This is my grandpa. I'm not going to write much here. Grandpa
died when I was barely 5 years old. He was, in a sense, my world.
My memories are fading as I get older yet if I think and
close my eyes, I can almost feel my hand in his. He died of cancer in 1978.
I used to sit next to him and chat...not realizing that he was in bed
because he was sick. We'd talk forever and I don't remember what about.
I do remember watching him build fires in the fireplace and a very
nice smile. I have pictures of him holding me and laughing. I don't
remember as much as I do about grandma. I like to think that his hugs
were like my dad's. My dad has a hug that can cure a broken heart
and make one feel very safe and loved. I know he loved his
dad enormously and imagine that it is because of his love for his father
that he is such a great dad. Anyway, I wanted to explain a
bit about a man I knew for way too short a time and like to imagine
dancing and laughing with a young Dot as they wait for the rest of the gang.
I've heard that he was an amazing dancer and I bet he's even better now. :o)