On September 21st (The day before my 36th birthday) I lost my last Grandpa - Ben Weber. We headed down to Hastings for the Funeral. I was blessed with two of the Greatest Granpa's in the World and was very fortunate to have them both in my life up until I was 35. I will forever cherish all the memories I have of both of them. Shea and Wes both did well sleeping at the hotel this time and we ate at El Torro again and swam.
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