Haunted by the Photograph of the Casket and the Person Inside
My last memory of my grandfather
Nov 3 · 3 min read
I have a picture of my grandfather in his casket.
It’s not how I want to remember him. I lost him when I was eight years old and my earliest memories of him are from when I was four. It’s not like I have a ton of memories to choose from, but seeing him lying there in his Sunday…

