The last time I saw my Grandpa Buddy, my mom and I took him out to the garden in his wheelchair. As we strolled around, he could identify just about every plant we came across-he was kind of a botanist bad-ass. We talked about my vegetable garden, and he gave me advice about what flowers to plant in the shade. It is a beautiful final memory to have.
I love you, Grandpa, and I'll miss you.
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