Memories don't live like people do. But they can be cherished. Especially when shared with those you love. My grandfather, Aldwyn, has and will always be the rock of our Beckles family.
One of my favorite memories of him was that every year for my birthday I would get to go one-on-one shopping with him. I could choose anything I wanted. It doesn't seem like much, but when you come from a poor family, any opportunity for a child to have anything they want is a dream come true. Looking back and just thinking about those days makes me want to cry. I would get a Barbie Doll, I knew I would have to make the clothes myself but that was ok with me because it was a brand new doll. I'm sure my grandfather could care less what I chose, just happy to give his grandchild something special.
At one point, it was thought that he couldn't have children. But he was blessed, and his family grew to 9 children, 15 grandchildren, and 8 great-grandchildren, He left us on July 8, 2014 with a heart filled with joy.
Because he left a legacy.....
Before he left us, I was able to experience an exhilarated version of those birthday trips so long ago. At 80 years, I asked him to be my Black Friday driver. Now if you know me, you know I love shopping as much as some people can love eating. He held up all night thanksgiving and into the morning with me so I could get everything I needed for my first apartment. And although it was stressful on him he actually enjoyed himself. (one of our last conversations was how we could have done it better). He was in charge of finding parking and holding a spot in those long line for over 20 stores, now if that isn't love.
RIP Grandfada. You will be missed!!
Aldwyn's BBJB











