Dec. 16, 2009 at 5:07pm with 40 notes View comments
vintageabuelo
This is Grandpa José, my father’s father, in 1977, the year he built our house in Nyack. I consider myself profoundly lucky to have had all four of my grandparents around until I was 28. They were all incredible, amazing people, so don’t you dare ask me to pick a favorite. However. If there’s one I would give anything to be able to talk to again, just for a few hours? Grandpa José. No question. Because listening to that man talk was one of the greatest pleasures of my childhood. Also, that finger? The signal that you should be listening.

This is Grandpa José, my father’s father, in 1977, the year he built our house in Nyack.

I consider myself profoundly lucky to have had all four of my grandparents around until I was 28. They were all incredible, amazing people, so don’t you dare ask me to pick a favorite.

However. If there’s one I would give anything to be able to talk to again, just for a few hours? Grandpa José. No question. Because listening to that man talk was one of the greatest pleasures of my childhood.

Also, that finger? The signal that you should be listening.

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