My grandfather on my dad’s side passed away January 1997.  It was more than a decade ago but I can still vividly recall the fun memories we had with him. His death was unexpected. It was his first heart attack and it killed him. An emergency medical assistance helped when it happened. He stayed in the hospital for a few days. My dad visited him that day. Then we went home thinking that everything will be alright. But a few minutes later, my dad’s siblings came to our house to tell us the news. Every year, we gather together to commemorate his death anniversary. It served as a family reunion for us. Even if he is gone, his memory brings us close together.