This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Grady Griffin, 66, born on March 18, 1949 and passed away on August 6, 2015. We will remember him forever.
Memorial Service for Grady Griffin Tuesday Aug. 18
A memorial service to honor Grady Griffin will be held Tuesday Aug.18 at 6PM at The Chicago South Loop Hotel in the State Street Room located at 11 W 26th street.Repast to follow
After a 4 year fight with cancer,Grady answered the Lord's call to come home on August 6,2015.
He is survived by his wife, Diane, his 4 step children,Charlene,Michael, Christina, & Christopher: his 3 children Anji, Tonette,& Corey, and a host of granchildren, nieces and nephews and cousins.
Grady was a soft-spoken,caring, family-oriented man. His life was dedicated to serving others, his country, and his family.He joined the Army in 1969 right out of high school.Even his employment reflected his spirit of giving: Northwestern Hospital,school bus driver, developmental trainer at Abraham Lincoln Centre, he always gave 100% at any task he undertook.
My uncle wasn't around much,but when he did come around we had good times and laughter. I'm glad his wife was in his life of the 4 yrs he was going thru his battle. Life is to short these days so please cherish your love ones while you still can.
God's Garden
God looked around his garden and found a empty place. He then looked down upon the earth and saw your loving face. He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest.gods garden must be beautiful; he always takes the best. He knew that you were suffering, he knew you were In pain. God saw the road has gotten rough. He gently closed those weary eyes and whisper Peace be Thine.
Luv U Uncle Grady
Always Tonya
For a long time my father wasn't present in my life. I used to wonder if he thought about me or wanted to see me. In 2013 God answered a life long prayer to reunite me with him. He made me aware of his illness, didn't think it was as bad as it was. I will cherish our talks, his visits, and him. Thought I had more time, but God had a better plan. I thank him for the time allowed to get some things off my heart because for a long time it was heavy. I'm glad he got to see his grandson, and all I have left is the memory of our last convo at my mom's house and him telling me for the last time that he loved me.
Pop, I love you always. I've found comfort in the fact you're not suffering anymore. I am your daughter and I'm going to miss hearing your voice.
On my 51st birthday,Grady took me to the Red Lobster on 95th street. Is it any wonder that I was paying more attention to him than to the food with that look in his eyes ? The last time I saw that look was the day before he passed when, in one of his more lucid moments, he looked me in the eyes and said "I love you."
