Jenn and I share the same, most fond, memory of Grandpa. There was an evening on our cruise in the Caribbean where our whole gang was hanging out at the piano bar. Grandpa had been having a tough time getting around on his own at this point. His legs had been bothering him and he was clearly exhausted... Didn't matter, he insisted on staying up late into the night. Eventually, he put in his request to the pianist and asked Grandma to join him on the dance floor. They danced to "Moon River" and then left the bar, hand in hand for their stateroom... Amazing!