My Grandad has always been the type of Navy man with all the pride in the world. Would never talk to his Grand-daughters about all his navy stories, as he deemed it inappropriate. However, the love of his life (my Nan) has recently passed away. Now the pride has disappeared. He talks to me about what his mother and father were like. What he got up to at Port back in the day (some stories are just down right hilarious. He also admits that he isn't doing that well. Normally all I get from him is "I'm ok, I'm worried about your Nan" or "don't worry about me"
I have always appreciated my Grandad for who he was and his morales that he has taught all of us in the family. So why does it take a passing of a loved one to let the younger generation into their world?
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