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Hubert Taylor
1921 - 1988

So the story goes...my grandfather Hubert and my grandmother Madeline spent their entire conscious lives together. They'd known each other since they were five years old, and at eight years old he asked her to marry him. Years went by and they finally married when they were old enough. Then, many decades go by and in 1988 he died. Then, just a few heartbroken months after his death, she died. After hearing that story I always found Romeo and Juliet to be quite a boring tale.

This is a painting of my mom's dad, Hubert Taylor. This is a portrayal of him when he was about twenty-five years old. He was a pilot in the U.S. Army Air Corps during World War II while also training other pilots in the Air Corps. (The U.S. Army Air Corps later became the U.S. Air Force in the 1940s.) My grandfather Hubert Taylor flew the P-40 Warhawk and the AT-6 (also known as the The Texan). Sadly, I didn't really get to know him or my grandmother because they both died when I was only four years old. Though, one of my earliest warm and happy memories is of him holding my hand while he walked with me and my brother Brian and my cousin Cheryl. On Sundays he would take us to a neighborhood park that was down the street from his house. I remember my brother being up ahead of us, picking up rocks and looking at them and then throwing them across the street. My brother always had to run up ahead, he just had to be the first one there and he had to make sure it was safe for his little brother. I really wish I could've spent more time with my grandparents. So, be thankful for your grandparents while they're still here. Even if you don't always get along or agree on the same things or share the same philosophies, without them you would be swimming unaware in a deep dark world of nonexistence.

Thank you Hubert Taylor for being a kind, warm-hearted, hardworking, and hysterically funny grandfather. And thanks for landing those planes back down on earth so you could have some babies.