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By Tara Zandra | February 23, 2009

That exclamation is probably the strongest memory I have associated with my grandfather who was buried today. Throughout my childhood he would utter it in reply to something that either didn’t make sense, or did make sense but he wanted to tease with a bit of disbelief. How I delighted in grandly telling him horses didn’t have feathers! If I were in charge of his gravestone, it would simply say “Horsefeathers!”

Another way he would tease would be to pretend to know every single random person walking down the street while we passed them in the car. He’d say “Hi Bill! That’s Bill, I know him from the market.” For whatever reason this would send me into laughter and I would tell him there was no way he could know that person. Then I’d ask if he knew the next guy on the street and the answer was always yes. I don’t know why this little exchange was so exasperating to me, but it was and he knew how much fun it was and kept this game up for years. It’s the little things that I’ll miss the most.

I have one other fond memory and that would be Grandpa’s cooking. Goodness he could cook! That’s what he did in the Navy and eventually he became a butcher. Maybe that aspect isn’t so appealing to me now, but when I was very little, I do remember visiting him at work when he lived in California.

I thought I was doing okay and hadn’t cried since I heard the news. But when my mom got up to speak at the funeral today the tears really flowed. She spoke so warmly of this man who was her father and everything she said was so true and evoked wonderful memories. Eventually I was fine again until a member of the Honor Guard played Taps on his bugle. It was so mournful and rain drops were just starting to fall for the second time and I wept for the wonderful person the world has lost.

If there is a Heaven, I know he’s up there pointing out all the random angels he knows.

And maybe he’ll find that horse with feathers some day.

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5 Responses to “Horsefeathers!”

  1. Mandi Says:
    February 23rd, 2009 at 7:18 pm

    Oh Z, I am so sorry sweetie. I wish there was more I could say. I’m thinking of you during this difficult time. Hugs sweetie.

  2. Sarah Says:
    February 24th, 2009 at 9:00 am

    I am terribly sorry for your loss. My thoughts are with you and yours.
    What wonderful memories you have to cherish. :)

  3. Sandy Says:
    February 24th, 2009 at 6:05 pm

    Awww, my sympathies to you & your family hon. Thanks for sharing your memories…. **hugs**

  4. Mel Says:
    February 24th, 2009 at 7:51 pm

    I’m so sorry. Sending you a virtual hug. Those are wonderful memories to cherish though. Thanks for sharing them. Your post made me cry. I still miss my own grandpa after the 7 years he’s been gone. Grandpa stories just do me in I guess.

  5. Maggie Says:
    March 11th, 2009 at 9:06 am

    Tara, I’m sorry to hear about your lose. Wish I knew so I could have been there for you. I know how hard it is to loose someone very special to you. Hold the memories tight and don’t let go. They are what get you through the tough times. When my grandpa died, Becky and I didn’t cry much either until after she sang Amazing Grace. She came back to the pew and fell face into my lap sobbing. The thought still makes me cry and for a long time whenever I sang or heard Amazing Grace I lost it. Know the song brings me joy knowing I will see him again and that he has been reunited with the love of his life, my granny.