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Grandfather
On a Thursday I was sitting in my living room with all this thoughts in my head, my grandfather turned eighty years old on that day, I was thinking back in time remembering past birthdays and people that no so long ago were living amongst us and now they are not that I usually saw at my grandparents’ house on Sunday’s, I realized that every single time I recall my grandpa’s room the little pipe he has on his desk close to his bed has always been there. I have never seen him smoke from the pipe! I’ve seen him smoke cigarettes a lot of times but that particular pipe has never moved from that place on the desk. My great grandfather was from Austria, he came to Mexico running from the Nazi fanatic’s in the European nations, he gave the pipe as a gift to my grandfather when he was a little boy, short after He was arrested along with many Germans fleeing because no one really knew if they were any Nazi spy’s on the immigrants, my grandfather told me that story when I asked him about the pipe, while I was thinking in all this things I decide to call my grandpa to wish him a happy birthday.
After dialing the phone ringing and the voice of the old man on the phone “Hello” he said I congratulate him seen and ask him how he is, “drunk and happy” he said, After all these years did the same thing he did all his birthday’s, he invited his group of friends sat to eat and drink and talk,
I thought of asking him more question about his pipe, but he told me he had a bathroom emergency and had to leave, after an hour or two I was on my computer, on my Facebook page, when a I saw a picture of my grandparent and one of his friends on the bedroom, they were sitting on a desk close to de bed but what really got my attention was the pipe always close to him.
