Location: Richmond, Virginia
Time: 4:30 p.m.
Description: Christmas afternoon, I was at my Aunt's house, looking at old pictures of her and my mom, and their parents, my grandparents. This is my grandfather on my mom's side of the family. This was my Grammy's husband. His name was Roosevelt Robinson, but we took to calling him Granhappy. Or at least my family did. He passed when I was very young, and I only slightly remember seeing him in real life. The most I know about him is from the stories my mom used to tell about him. He had a stern disposition, but a loving heart. He was as strong as an ox, but gentle as a big old teddy bear. My mom told me that whenever he would hold me, even if he was really mad, if I looked at him, he would just smile. I may not have known him that well, but one things for sure. He sure did raise up two strong, smart and God-fearing black women. I love you, Granhappy! Rest in peace!
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