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I thought maybe it would be fun, since the end of this week is Gramps’ official “rememberance” ceremony if we all used the comments section of this post to share our favorite memory/story/quirk from Gramps. Anyone can leave a comment…just make sure you fill in the name and email (I just have to “approve” it). Then we’ll have them all in one place and we can share them with whoever comes to the site, and it’ll hopefully get nice and big.

I always remember going to Grandma and Grandpa Hopkins’ house and playing and doing things in the back yard. I remember Gramps had the rasberry bushes and had different gardens and things that he always took care of. I remember the PVC swords he used to make for all the cousins to play with using his electrical tape…some of them got pretty intricate too. Later on, when he lived with us, he made a few catch phrases famous…like “Waaaaaahhhh!!” and “My woom” and what not. He was always a fun person to be around and I very rarely saw him get angry.
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So, anyways, your turn…

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I remember when I was a freshman attending Lick-Wilmerding in S.F., that I would commute to school in Dad’s carpool with all his carpool buddies. From home until we got to Daly City, Dad and I would be together and I remember him letting me listen to KFRC on the radio and it would be fine if we were listening to soul or teeny-bopper tunes, but as soon as a hard-rock song came on, he would push the pre-set button to KABL, and let out a sigh of relief. Also, he would change it to KABL right before we picked up the first car-pooler, so that they wouldn’t be subjected to the “noise”. We were also able to have some interesting discussions during that time. My Freshman year was a turbulent time for youth in the bay area and it followed the “Summer of Love” in S.F., where Haight-Ashbury became synonymous with “free-love” and experimenting with illegal drugs. I remember going to Chris Anderson’s house during the summer and listening to the Door’s “Light My Fire”, the Grass Root’s “Sha-la-la, Let’s Live for Today” and “Incense and Peppermints”, which officially ushered-in the era of the sub-culture hippies after the Monterey Pop Festival. Mom and Dad were rightfully concerned about the influences I would have in a public school. I don’t know if Lick-Wilmerding was any better, other than academically, but being able to have Dad’s influence everday and also being able to see Aunt Vera and Nana on a regular basis was the real blessing that I had. I was left to fend for my own a lot and I am sure Mom and Dad still worried about me, but I suppose that they had the faith that I would be protected. It is something that has made a life-directing influenced in my life.