About a week ago, my grandfather Ferd Trobridge passed away at the age of 86. His death was somewhat unexpected but he was suffering so in a lot of ways it was a blessing. I believe that he has moved on to whatever is next in life and I pray that he is at peace.
His memorial services is being held today in North Carolina. I'm sad that I will not be there in person to honor him, but I will be there in spirit. My Grandfather was an amazing engineer and worked on projects like the space shuttle, the B52 bomber and the stealth bomber. He was a husband, a father of two and a WWII veteran. However, it is not what he did with his life that I will remember, but rather the man he was. Watching him care for my Grandmother for over a decade without ever complaining taught me the true meaning of love and devotion. His silly jokes, smiles and compassion for others and his family is what I will remember about him. When I look at the pieces of pottery he has made that stand in my house I will remember the kind, optimistic, and loving man that my Grandfather was. He will be missed!