His own way

I was looking forward to my brother's wedding—at last he was settling down, and it was a chance to see my family, including my grandfather. It was a bright, sunny September morning, but Grandad did not look right—a bit pale and short of breath. After a few puffs of his glyceryl trinitrate spray, however, he felt better. The ceremony went without a hitch, but I sat next to Grandad to make sure he was all right. Then the photographs were taken—everyone was …