A eulogy for Dave a wonderful man who I knew for forty years. Grandfathers are like old sentinels that stand guard over us in our early infant years , stolid as grandfather clocks their old heavy hearts pendulum the rhythm of life into our new born ears a mortal metronome that keeps a steady beat to the timpani of our tiny pattering feet. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/steven-richardson5/message