“Will I find the day I die? I wanna hold my head up high. I want to tell you that I tried to live it like a song. When I reach the other side, I want to look you in the eye and know that I’ve arrived in a world where I belong.” (Switchfoot)
And now the real adventure, the real life begins. His story goes on and has no end. There is deepest joy. And happily ever after.
I love you Grandpa Jack.