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Re: Marshall
My grandfather was Marshall. He died at 92 in 2006, almost exactly a year before my daughter was born. I was not aware of any nicknames. I think people just called him Marshall. He didn't say much. As a kid I remember him chewing on toothpicks and humming, hmmmm, hmmmm, hmmmm. Shortly before and after he died (it wasn't really a surprise since he was going downhill; we were concerned he wasn't going to make it through the 2005 holiday season), I learned more about who he was and he was actually quite resilient, but never acted tough. He lived a simple life. He was a blue color guy who worked as a machinist until the early 80's. He took his lunch to work everyday in a tin lunch box. He was buried in the only suite he owned, the same suite he wore to my parents' wedding over 30 years prior. So I think of my grandfather of course who I consider to be a quiet person who wasn‘t shallow, never complained and had his priorities were in tact.
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