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  • Writer's pictureHannah Crazyhawk
    • Aug 7, 2020
    • 1 min read

Goodbye Grandpa

I spent last night in the hospital with a post surgical infection. I am so tired.


Today I got a call from my mom. She is, as I write this, spreading my grandfather's ashes on the beaches of Biorka Island near Sitka, AK. My grandmother's ashes are there too. They will now be back to the earth in the wilds of Alaska together, in a place where they happily lived while my grandfather worked for the FAA.

COVID-19 took my grandfather from me. I never got to say goodbye. And now, because of my surgery and health, I can't be at his memorial. My grief is endless. And I have nowhere to go, no one to hold, and no one to hug.


Goodbye grandpa. I miss you and hold you in my heart. And everytime I look at the Sitka spruce hope chest you helped me make in high-school, I remember you. And I salute you for your service to our country and your brilliance.


Fair winds and following seas grandpa. Wherever you are, you're home now.


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