Grandpa Bror

My grandpa died this morning. He died in Christ. Now he lives with Him. He was a good grandpa to have. I remember as a boy he would say "Hi Bror," and I would respond "Hi Bror" and then we would laugh. It was funny to us, no one else we knew shared our name. We went on vacation together visiting relatives in Sweden, it was the first time for either of us that people had to apply adjectives to our names to specify who they were talking about. He was stora Bror, I was lilla Bror, though by that time I was a bit bigger than him. It was a good trip. Learned a lot about grandpa.
Well I don't know how much blogging is going to happen this week. we'll just have to see.