I can still picture my grandfather sitting in his backyard with his red plaid wool coat on smoking those stinky cigars and listening to the RedSox game on the radio. He loved the RedSox and listened to all the games. He was my paternal grandfather and lost his only child, a son (my father) to an auto accident when my father was in his twenties and I was only 4 years old...He walked me down the isle at my wedding 40 years ago this coming September, he was so proud and I miss him so much .....so many memories of both him and my grandmother.