My Grandpa...

Today was my grandpa's funeral. It was a sad day but also a day to remember.

I have so many memories of my grandfather and so many ways he shaped my life. He was a wonderful man. !!

I remember as a very young girl getting my very first bike from my grandpa. And I remember that he put me on it and taught me how to ride it. I fell quite a few times but finally I realized I needed to pedal and pedal fast. It was a blue bike and I loved it! It was mine and I was a big girl!

I remember my grandpa always carried butterscotch candy in his front shirt pocket and handed them out to all of his grandchildren.

He was always there for me when I had car trouble. He taught me those first important things about vehicles that you need to know.

I remember he loved to watch wrestling and while my grandma would watch her shows upstairs he would go downstairs and watch wrestling. Sometimes I would watch it with him just so I could be with him.

I remember he always opened the car door for my grandma. This always was what a gentlemen was to me and still is.

He was gentle.

He was kind and loving. As a little thing I loved to sit on my grandpas lap and snuggle.

He was handsome.

He always had time for me. I never felt like I was an intrusion or that he had something more important to do.

He was a special person and a great man. There will remain an empty place in my life without him.