The Week That Was

A week ago my fiance Kristen and I set off to Cape Cod to celebrate our engagement.

About 24 hours into the trip my phone rang and my heart sank.

A week ago the world had to say goodbye to an absolutely incredible man.

That man was my grandfather. Charles A Snetro. A member of The Greatest Generation. The last of a dying breed. The anchor that every family should have the privilege of having. He was a loving husband, a caring father, and a loyal friend. To my sister and I, he was all that and more as a grandfather. It was evident from all the love and support from family and friends of his that he had truly touched soo many lives. His smile, his laugh, and his humorous personality could light up any room, and it did until the very end. A true sense of his character was his devotion to my grandmother for over 68 years. Forget everything else, that alone makes me truly appreciate and respect him. If I could be a quarter of the man he was, I think I'd be alright. A life lived for over 90 years. He gave everything he had during his time here. There really are no words to describe how much he will be missed.

Rest easy Poppy. I love you.

This trip to the Cape was a surprise. Never have been there myself, Kristen thought it would be a good idea and a great place to finally set some time up to celebrate our engagement. I don't think she could have picked a better spot. We stayed in the Captain Farris House. A small bed and breakfast spot that couldn't have been more perfect. From the owners to the food, the atmosphere and the charm, this place had it all. On the drive there we went up to Provincetown first. A ghost town this time of year. Perfect for walking and seeing everything without the large crowd. Our time was spent exploring here, as well as other spots along the Cape. This trip will have to be re-visited in the near future.