It’s a simple story but proves that everything in life happens for a reason. My father was called upon first to make sure the fire was lit for my grandfather once he finally made it to the promise land. Keep your heads up folks. It’s all happening for a reason
People that know me know I lost my father right before Christmas, and my grandfather just the other night. That being said I would like to share a story about them. My grandfather lived in Rochester but has a farm here in Wellsville.
So when he called to say he was coming down for the weekend my father would go up to the farm and start the fire so he could come into a warm house, and enjoy his time down without it being as much of a problem.
2020- I have great friends so it wasn’t as bad as I could have been. Ended up with the dopest dog out there... shout out shmeem. Ended on a tough note. But here’s to the crew winning 2021. You never get over it you just get use to it. Cheers