Here lately I have been thinking about my Grandfather who passed away a few years ago. I have greatly missed him. When I was a young whipper snappper I would go to his house and spend a week or so with him and my Grandma and it was some of the best times that I had as a child.
He always had farm animals like horses, cows, chickens and I remember one time he had a pig. But there was always something to keep me entertained while at their house. It was a great peaceful place to be.
I remember my Grandma's biscuits and gravy and how the house would smell when she was cooking. It seemed as GRandma could whip something together in a matter of minutes and she did not even need a reciept for her meals. She was a terrific cook.
But I also remember playing catch in the yard with my Grandpa, he taught me how to throw different pitches while he would tell me stories of how he use to play with some of the great players like Billy Martin. But it is those times that I miss.
My Grandpa was a truck driver for Yellow freight and his CB handel was RED. Everyone called him RED. He did have red hair when he was young but I really don't remember him having any hair at all. But no matter what anyone else called him I still called him Grandpa and he was Grand.
He would come and watch me play basketball and baseball, it seemed that no matter what I was doing he was always there. I always enjoyed seeing him in the crowd cheering for me.
My Grandpa was a godly man and always went to church and played his guitar for the music of his church. I would go to church with them and it was so nice to know that my grandparents were christians that when they did pass on they would be in Heaven. He loved to play blue grass and he would always show me how to play cords when I started playing he would teach me even more. That is one thing that he did well was he taugh me things. He would not just throw something at me and expect me to know how to do it. He would take the time to show me first and then expect me to do it. If I could not get it right it was not the end of the world but it was time for another lesson.
Grandpa I miss you and I cannot wait to see you in Heaven someday.
No comments:
Post a Comment