The first and last time I saw Grandpa Hitchcock was in 1994 in Palm Bay, Florida (where I was born). He had given his life up to smoking, and he had lung cancer. I was just six years old when I saw him lying on his deathbed, tubes all in his mouth and nose. His breathing was really heavy. My dad was there by Grandpa's bedside crying (for my grandpa was my dad's dad). It must have been hard for dad to see his dad die. And I remember I cried too.
Grandpa died in 1994 and went to be with God (he was saved), so we shall see him with Great-Grandma Ivy again someday, and possibly Uncle Lang too.
PRAISE THE LORD!!!!
Grandpa died in 1994 and went to be with God (he was saved), so we shall see him with Great-Grandma Ivy again someday, and possibly Uncle Lang too.
PRAISE THE LORD!!!!
