This poem was written by my grandfather, George Walter Supple, who died about six years ago. Dad found it, and in a bid to preserve it, I reproduced it here.
Revelations
As you get older, the elders in your family start opening up about things, and remind you that they are just human like the rest of us.
Rest in Peace, Granny
This month, my beloved Granny died. It taught me a lot about her, a lot about my family, and a lot about me.
This month, my beloved Granny died. It taught me a lot about her, a lot about my family, and a lot about me.