Every day I can’t help but think how I’m sad for all the people who never met my Pop Pop. His name was Eddie Gordon and I can guarantee he would have been the kindest person you ever met. I mean, look at that picture up there. The love in his eyes as he looks at his first grandchild (which, yes, is me) is the love he had for everyone around him. For years before his death on December 8th, 2001, he lived with Pick’s disease which caused frontotemporal dementia. At his wake, my mother and uncles were approached by people they had never met before. He went to mass every morning while he could still drive (even when he and my grandma would come from Jersey City to visit us in Schenectady), and after mass he would talk to people there. Conversations were dear to him, as were people, and he would remember the details of their lives. One man at the wake in particular said he had to come and say goodbye because he mentioned to my Pop Pop ONCE that his daughter played soccer, and from then on, every time her name was in the paper, Pop Pop cut it out and would carry it until he saw his friend again. Isn’t that just so beautiful?
This and every year, I walk in the memory of Edward Elmer Gordon, and pray for the advancement of science and an end to the disease which takes too much from too many.
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