When Will was one week old, he still hadn't slept for more than about an hour at a stretch. Bruce and Mary came to visit us at our house, and as soon as Bruce held him, Will fell asleep on his shoulder for the rest of the evening -- bruce loved to hold him, swing with him, feed him (creme brule!), and walk him around the house.
As Will grows up, we will keep Grandpa Brtz alive in our hearts by telling his stories, visiting the underground, trips to La Push, listening to trumpet music, telling jokes, teaching him to brew beer, and giving him a warm shoulder to fall asleep on. We'll miss you, Bruce, and we love you so much.
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