George McAllan Downing, GMD, grandpa. He was my mom’s and auntie’s dad. Born this day 3/27 in 1914, just as World War I was heating up. He’s been gone 26 years.

Damn that’s a long time.

Damn, I miss him.

My memories are many, if more faded now. Though somehow the love and warmth and certainty of his ways, they still inspire me, buoy me to be a better person, to keep going.

Happy Birthday, Grandpa ~