There are some people that come in to your life and touch you like a bright light from above. I was fortunate to know such a person and Andy was blessed enough to call him Dad. But, when God calls that person back home the loss we feel seems to numb us to our core.
On September 9, Andy's father returned home to heaven. Although I had only known J.P. for 10 years he was in every sense a father to me too. I loved him with all my heart and relished the time we spent together debating all kinds of subjects. J.P. was a kind soul whose generosity saw no bounds. Such generosity was evident as he practiced dentristy and took care of patients who had no money or insurance to pay for dental care. He was a modest man who preferred to be called J.P. instead of Dr. Jean Paul Grenon.
Of all the joys in his life (and sports was one of them) his family brought him the most happiness. With his loving wife Fleurette by his side he watched his 3 children grow to have families of their own and relished in being called Pepere by 5 wonderful grandchildren.
We will miss you J.P. We will miss watching the Red Sox, Patriots, and Celtics games with you. We will miss debating politics with you and the many other subjects you were so passionate about. We will miss seeing you sit at the head of the table and carving the turkey during holiday dinners. We will miss the twinkle in your eye.... your kind smile.... your sense of humor (the "Charlie Brown" ornament will forever have a place of prominence on our Christmas tree.) You live on in our memories, our hearts, and our souls. We know you continue to be with us in spirit as you watch over us from heaven.
Thank you J.P. for allowing me to know you. May you rest in peace.
Written by Jackie at
Ellie Mae's Cottage