I couldn't call to hear you say, "Happy Birthday to you too, Dear" but I wanted to a million times. I had a piece of Strawberry Shortcake for us, our favorite. Sharing wasn't something you were good at, but you always made room in this day for me. It's going to take some getting used to doing this birthday thing all by myself. You had 93 good ones, and I can only hope and pray to be as lucky.
I love you, Grandpa, and I miss you. 
"Beyond the door, there's peace, I'm sure."
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