My Grandpa, Ed Serbin, passed away this morning. He’s been battling colon cancer for some time and treatment wasn’t working. He has been in the hospital for a few weeks after suffering a fall from the cancer spreading.
My Grandpa David Block passed away when I was 10 and I only have a handful of vivid memories of him, but definitely not as many as I would have hoped for. I’m not sure when I first met Ed, but he has always felt like a grandpa to me and he always treated me like a grandson.
We last spoke over the phone on the 9th. He’s always been a witty and silly guy, for as long as I can remember. He still had that spirit in him when we talked. He was still making jokes, saying he fell from all the whiskey and people pushin him around. And that the hospital food was better than my Grandma’s :) That was one of his favorites.
We shared a nice laugh and he gave me some advice. Last thing I said was I love you. Nothing could top that, but it would have been really nice to see him one last time. I’ll miss you Ed. RIP
I’m still gathering some pictures together, and I am trying to find an essay I wrote in grade school about his experience in WW2.