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- My dad and I took my 94-year-old grandfather on a road trip. He died 6 months later, and I’m glad we have the memories. (businessinsider.com)
A family tradition of road trips from New England to Florida held special meaning for one family. These trips, spanning nearly 2,000 miles, were initially started by the grandfather in his 70s.
As the grandfather aged, the trips became less frequent. However, after a particularly difficult Christmas in his 94th year, his family knew he needed a boost. His grandson, son, and he embarked on one last journey south.
The trip was filled with poignant moments. The grandfather tracked mile markers, sharing stories from his past. He reminisced about his time in World War II, a near-sale of his Cadillac, and even youthful escapades involving oranges and a golf course.
The warmth of Florida rejuvenated him. He enjoyed the Hollywood boardwalk, marveling at the wave pool at Margaritaville. He continued to share stories, revealing family details previously unknown to his grandson.
The family returned north after a week. The grandfather passed away six months later, but the memories of that final road trip remained with him and his grandson forever.