Blog: Grandpa's Funeral

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We left the house around 7 bound for Mountain View. I was asleep the entire time, but we arrived a lot sooner than I expected (I can imagine my parents doing 95 MPH on the freeways). The afternoon funeral for my grandfather was sad. My dad couldn't state assurance that my grandfather had eternal life, so all he could talk about was my grandfather's worldly life and accomplishments- the things that are left behind and fade away and thus ultimately don't matter. =(