A memorable experience I had was the death of my great grandfather. He was a good man. When he was young he moved to Washington, D.C. to become a businessman. He owned two businesses, one was a shoe cleaning business and the other was a motel business. Back in the 1900s he was very successful and hearing these stories about him made me very proud.
I found out about his death on February 2nd, 2010, around 3:30am. I broke down after hearing the news and hearing my brother crying made it even worse. The funeral was the first I had in years. The only sound I could hear was the broken hearts of my kin. I will not forget the event that happened that day. It was a sad memory but I will always keep it in my heart.
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