Reply #21

I remember my dear grandfather always wore a suit and when he would come home he would take his jacket off however leave his tie, white shirt and a sweater on. When an lady came in he always stood up or tipped his hat. He never raised his voice. He was a musicians. When he played Mozart he would cry because the music was beautiful he would say. He had his own orchestra and taught many students. When he died my uncle took over and had a band. My grandfather was such a gentle soul. He died when I was 15. I remember him so well. He wasn't like any other grandfathers I knew. He was special. You had to have respect for him. Those were special days.