I never got to meet my late Grandfather until his death bed. I sobbed like a baby at the hospital as I grieved a man I had imagined for so long right in front of me living his last hours. He and my Grandmother had been separated for many years and reunited in his hospital bed and the first thing he said to her was “Lele”. Its his pet name for her which I later got tattooed on my ribcage. This jacket is the only thing I have of his and the closest I’ll ever get to him. I love this jacket and one day when I have my own kids, I hope they love it just as much.