It is twenty nine years ago today that my Grandpa Barr went to heaven. My Dad was very fond of him as he was a real good man.
In fact my Dad was holding Grandpa’s hand when he passed.

Ma and me were speculating just now that he and Dad are probably having a great big party to celebrate being together again.
At this party there most likely is a Bavarian Tavern atmosphere. My Dad always took Grandpa there when he came to visit in Switzerland.
He loved to eat their “Pied de Porc” because my Granny refused to have them in her house.
He’d wash this down with copious quantities of good German beer.
He was by all accounts a very lovely man very down to earth and also extremely smart and very funny. He couldn’t stand people who had airs and graces about them and would say when they were out of earshot that “that one swallowed the dictionary”
My Mum says she can’t help but smile when she thinks of him and is happy he and my Dad are able to have such good times together again.
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