the life of a Grandchild
I have a list of memorys when i was a child we would go in the summer and play on the riding lawn mower you took the blade out of just so we could play with it. we would drive that thing for hours in the field behind the house. walk down to the park play tag in the yard... have a camp out with all my cousins on the living room floor. the winters we would sled on the hill behind your house play like we were ice skaters in the creek. go and warm up buy theĀ fire you would put on in the garage for us i remember going on a number of trips to california at first we would take them in the car an impala i think then a red conversion van soon you bought a motor home. it was so much fun and looking back left so many memorys imprinted on my heart. i remember being young and seeing Mount Rushmore with you. a few months ago we took my kids there with there grandma and grandpa. it was pricless. my Dad he is so much like you Kind soft spoken good hearted warm and loveing. i am so glad he had you as his daddy. knowing what i do now i wouldnt want it any other way.