Thursday, May 8, 2008
My foundation of my life...CONFUSED!!!
My 92 yr old grandfather was amazing; Pearl Harbor Survivor, patriotic, an icon of what was really a pure American, and most of all, showed us the meaning of unconditional love. My grandmother is, well, interesting. Her world was revealed to me when I entered the real world I live in now. My mother was the best mom growing up and Dad and I joke that we grew up together. I had a very young grandmother (38 when I was born) and a young father, that lived the first two years of my life off and on in the "jungle". I only knew my American grandparents. As for my heritage, my American side of the family; Grandpa was Polish and Grandma was the typical melting pot. Yes, I grew up with Kielbasa and Soy Sauce.
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Its amazing the view of life we see outside the shadow of Grandma. Shes a strong oak that leaves a towering shadow, clouding our view. Diversity only makes life sweeter! I've often thought recently, in the wake of Grandpa, how strong the Poczateck line truly is in our lives. Not knowing much about the Martin side of me, I take comfort in knowing my daughter will always be able to pass along the stories of her Great Grandpa and what a wonderful man he was! He truly is the greatest man I have ever known.
We sure had everything when we were given Grandpa as ours.
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