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what a beautiful face i have found in this place that is circling all round the sun
and when we meet on a cloud i'll be laughing aloud, i'll be laughing at everyone i see.
my favorite person in the world left this earth on august 1, 2009.
he was eighty years old.
he taught me how to swim. and to ride a bike.
and he flew all the way to idaho to teach me how to drive stick shift on black ice.
most things i learned from him, he taught without words.
my grandfather lead by example.
he never said a negative word about anybody.
and i never saw him lose his temper.
he lived his life freely and simply.
and he respected everything for what it was.
he was sincere in everything he did, meant every word he said.
pop was always there, ready to clean up my bloody knees.
(neosporin was 'pop pops magic cream' and we went through a lot of it)
but he never let me see when i worried him.
and i know i did.
he never gave me advice unless i asked for it,
or made me feel bad about the many mistakes that i've made.
he supported all of my decisions and ambitions.
he really loved me.
and he left me with so many amazing memories.
it'll never get easy living in a world without my grandfather.
we had a special bond that exceeded the sentiment of words.
but because of that relationship, because of that love, i am who i am.
and i will never lose that. i will never lose him.
i am a limb of the legacy he created. and he will never be forgotten.
how strange it is to be anything at all.
and when we meet on a cloud i'll be laughing aloud, i'll be laughing at everyone i see.
my favorite person in the world left this earth on august 1, 2009.
he was eighty years old.
he taught me how to swim. and to ride a bike.
and he flew all the way to idaho to teach me how to drive stick shift on black ice.
most things i learned from him, he taught without words.
my grandfather lead by example.
he never said a negative word about anybody.
and i never saw him lose his temper.
he lived his life freely and simply.
and he respected everything for what it was.
he was sincere in everything he did, meant every word he said.
pop was always there, ready to clean up my bloody knees.
(neosporin was 'pop pops magic cream' and we went through a lot of it)
but he never let me see when i worried him.
and i know i did.
he never gave me advice unless i asked for it,
or made me feel bad about the many mistakes that i've made.
he supported all of my decisions and ambitions.
he really loved me.
and he left me with so many amazing memories.
it'll never get easy living in a world without my grandfather.
we had a special bond that exceeded the sentiment of words.
but because of that relationship, because of that love, i am who i am.
and i will never lose that. i will never lose him.
i am a limb of the legacy he created. and he will never be forgotten.
how strange it is to be anything at all.