My granddad was a good man and a god fearing man that I looked up too. No one could saying anything bad about him because he wasn't just a family man he was a man who looked after his community. I enjoyed my childhood with my granddad the most. He took me fishing and showing me how to ride my first real bike. But when I wanted to become a cheerleader he was my best fan. And my favorite memory of him was of him cheering at every cheerleading practice, band practice, and even when I was in the choir at our church he would always say thats my grand baby. But when my name got called to walked across the stage at my high school graduations I could heard him cheerleading. But just because I told him that i didn't want a big congratulations party and wanted to just celebrate at his house with my love ones he was more happier than I ever saw him for the first time I almost saw a teardrop in his eye .Whenever I wanted to spend time with him he not once told me that he was to busy with work or helping the community that he could not spend time with me he just simply took me along. But as I write this I know that if he gotten to see me now as a mother with children of my own that he would have the biggest smile and be spoiling them just like how he spoiled me. I just wish I had more time with my granddad but I know that he is in a better place and that he is always in my heart. I continue telling his legacy to my children in hopes that they will continue to tell the stories of his legacies to their children's children.