DRAGO
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I
don’t think I’ve ever known a kinder man than my Grand-
Cancer had taken over his body during the winter and slowly he
father, George Kelso Sr., my mother’s father. From what I
began to fade. I was 10 and that’s when things changed for me.
remember he was always there for me. He fixed my toy ma-
I started seeing the world differently. The optimism I was raised
chine gun when I broke the grip, he taught me how to roller
on became more and more tinged and turned into pessimism as
skate in the basement, I saw him run out into the crazy traf-
the days went by. For many years I questioned everything. That
fic on Orleans Street to slide the manhole cover back into place
one event has changed me forever. However what has changed
so there wouldn’t be “another” accident. He’d always take me
me more than his death was having him in my life. Sharing with
for milkshakes too. All of that was interrupted in May of ’83
me his love and compassion which has helped me to see the hope
when he passed on after surviving 4 heart attacks and other
in the darkness of despair.
ailments throughout his life, plus work and raising two kids.
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