Yesterday was my grandfathers funeral. He died last Saturday after being diagnosed with cancer less then 4 weeks before. Keagan and I visited him two days before his death and he was still smiling and cracking jokes.

I have very fond memories of my childhood when I stayed at their place in the vineyards close to Lausanne. He was a mechanic and he would often construct things for me. He taught me to cycle on a little street in the vineyards and I was allowed to help harvesting the grapes in autumn which was something very special. It was always fun to spend time with him. When I was acting silly he would always call me “Guaggechopf”.

He was a very warm and friendly person and we loved him really dearly. We will miss him a lot.

(Grandpapa with Sarah and Keagan watching the otters in Zoo Zurich last Summer)