and my grandpa smoked two packs a day and a pipe.
and i thought that the smell of smokey homes were my grandpa
and my dad wore his cologne. and i did too.
and my grandma made juice pops, and so did my mom, and now i do too.

and my pops had a puppy that i loved and still do.
and my nanny kept kraft singles.
and i love neither still today.
but cats, and bailey's irish cream.

and my mom tells people she's italian.
and my father that he's italian.
and i take after the german side.

and we crack eggs on easter like the greeks... sicilians.
and people think my uncles and father resemble the mafia.

and we're tall.
my mom's side is skinny thin and my dad's built to last.
and my mom's side gets sickly before death
and my dad's family lives into their late later years.

and my grandpa was the first person or pet i've ever lost.
and i still miss my grandpa the most.