Grampa

Hello to my 4 followers.

Last week my Grandfather past away. He was 95. He was one of the most awesomest people I've ever met. I am so lucky to be related to someone that great.

All my memories of him are so dear. He once played Mr. Sandman for a straight hour for my sister and I. He had the best whistle, I could listen to him all day. I don't even know if it was a song or just something in his head. I will always think of him when I see Raisin Bran (his favorite). Also pineapple because when I was little my grandmother told me that it was his favorite and he didn't get if very often because it came from Hawaii. She made it sound so exotic. Perhaps they were back then, who knows.

He was the only man I knew who colored his hair. Now that I think of it, he still is the only man I know that colored his hair. Did I mentioned he drove a Harley and owned his own car repair shop?

He only stopped lifting weights and working out when he turned 90. He fought in WWII. He has traveled more than me. Of course when I travel Europe, I won't be looking for Nazis.

I will miss him terribly. I thank God for the time I had with him and how much he has taught me. I love you Grampa.