Passing Tides: a Tribute to My Grandfather

Song: Passing Tides

 

My grandpa was a World War II Veteran. He passed away a few years back, and I wrote this song in his memory. He wasn’t a man of many words, but one of the kindest hearts I’ve known. I call this song “Passing Tides”. He liked to take us to the beach at Lake Eerie in Buffalo, and he would go fishing there a lot. The song has a sort of motion to it that reminds me of the gentle waves rolling in. I can almost hear us as kids running along the beach and laughing. RIP, Papa.

Picture of Grandpa

My Granpda, my twin brother Jeremy and I. The bottom picture is of us by some rocks at Lake Eerie.

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