Dear Austin

 

Gregory Shawn Grissom

Jul 22, 1970 – Mar 18, 2007

GREGORY S. GRISSOM ST. PAUL, MN – Greg Grissom, 36, (formerly of Racine) died unexpectedly of a heart attack on Sunday, March 18, 2007. He was born in Indianapolis, IN on July 22, 1970 to Gary and Bonnie (nee: Docter) Grissom. His mother Bonnie preceded him in death on June 14, 2006. Greg graduated from Case High School in 1988 and attended the University of Wisconsin – Madison. Greg was a kind and gentle person who will be remembered for his quick wit, sense of humor and contagious smile. His passions included art and music. However, his son Austin was the center of his world. 

Gregory is my brother. 

I'd like to share a birthday message I sent to his son on his birthday, June 29.

Dear Austin,

On the day you were born, the sky was blue, the flowers were bright and the winds were calm and gentle. 

On the day you were born, people were in awe of the miracle brought into this world.

On the day you were born, no one knew the path your like would take. Those of us who have been on the journey since the day you were born, know that the angels sang and danced because you were born at just the right time. 

I am so happy you were born and so proud of the fine young man you have become. Happy 26th birthday!

Love, 

Aunt Lynae

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