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We continue the procession, sending Grandpa off to the beyond.
We all spend the rest of the night in the den, wrapped in blankets, drinking coffee, telling stories.
“I remember you two,” Pop points to Dad and Zach. “Used an entire shipment of shaving cream and filled the arena and we had a, what I can only describe as a foam party.”
Everyone laughs.
“Grandpa, would help me play pranks since the others wouldn’t let me join them,” Yoel whines.
“Because you snitched!” Mitch reminds him.
“Narc!” Zane and I yell together.
“Whatever,” Yoel rolls his eyes.
Gran is smiling and laughing as we remember Theodore Sol.
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