In 1981 my Grandfather gave me my Christmas present in November. He always gave me money and I would buy what I wanted. However, this year it came too early and I asked him why he was giving me my present in November. He told me he wouldn't be around at Christmas. I told him not to be silly as he was well. However, 2 weeks later he got pneumonia and died. I wanted to get something with the money that i could remember him for the rest of my life. I bought this tapestry and eagerly went about doing it. Thinking of my Grandfather with every stitch. He was a remarkable man with so many stories to tell. I miss him and wish i could tell him that. I am sure he knows how much I love him.
