Aug 03, 2010 18:06
My grandpa died this past Thursday. How do I put into words the deep love and affection I hold for a wonderful man I am privileged to know and continue to call Grandpa?
So many memories flood my mind and heart as I fondly remember time spent with him. I knew every time I saw him I would be greeted with a great big hug followed by softly pinching fingers as he said, "The bugs are biting, the bugs are biting."
My grandpa always told me how pretty I was, even when I was an awkward, buck toothed, Sally Jessie Raphael glass wearing, preteen.
My grandpa truly lived a full life. Grandpa was a man of his word; always doing what he said. He loved very well and many lives were impacted by the man I lovingly call "Grandpa."