GRANDFATHER MURPHY

 

MARCH 17^th, 2012

GRANDFATHER MURPHY

I remember, well, my grandfather Murphy. I used to sit on his lap in the

Living room, when I was a young boy. He was kind. I remember that he

Reminded me of Abraham Lincoln. But not as tall.

He died when I was six-one month before my seventh birthday. My mom

Said I had became withdrawn and would hardly even talk. My mom said that

My first grade school teacher called and said, “what’s wrong with Bob? He

Acts like he just lost his best friend?” My mom said that I did.

As a young boy, this was my first real encounter with death. I still remember

Him. He was kind, loyal, loving, and smart.

My grandfather had only a 4^th grade education. Yet he went to Carnegie Tech

( now Carnegie Mellon ), to study later in his life. As I get older, I find myself

More and more, thinking about the people that I love ( or loved me ), in this life.

Granddad, this one is for you.

Respectfully,

Robert P. Wallman

6-22-07