Saturday, September 6, 2008
I was lucky enough to share so much of my life with Grampa. I remember looking forward to every birthday; I knew that he would have the most unique present for me. When I went to North Carolina to visit him during the summer I was treated like a king. He gave me his old army gear to play with... which inspired me to serve just as he did (although I never made it to Captain like Grampa). Grampa taught me to drive when I was sixteen, never once flinching in the passenger seat. I took my drivers test in his car (which he eventually passed on to my sisters). He was at my high school, college, and police academy graduations. He had a place of honor at my wedding. We always looked to him to say the blessing at every meal. Grampa had a way of silently spreading kindness to others. Wherever he was, people were laughing and smiling.
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