Well, what can I say, my grandpa and I have had this special bond since I was little. From the times he would sit me on his lap in that old rocking chair, to the hours we would sit outside just talking about life. My grandpa could cook let me tell you. He used to make these mashed potatoes every holiday and they used to be all I would eat. There was something about grandpa'/ mashed potatoes that tasted so much better then everyone else's did. He also loved to make pumpkin and banana bread just out of no where and they were always just so soft and delicious. He also had this amazing talent for just building stuff. My grandpa was one to give out tough love no matter who you are. He would be the first to tell you what you were doing wrong, but if you did something amazing, he never failed to tell you just how proud he was of you and how much he loved to see you succeed in life. He was my hero and will forever continue to be my hero. He is one man I will look up to for the rest of my life. He may no longer be here physically, but I know that he will always be watching down over me through every choir concert, FFA event, and even my graduation. It's sad to have him gone, but it is amazing to know he is no longer in pain. We will all miss your sarcastic sense of humor, your smile, and always having you say "huh" because you could never hear us. I love you, grandpa. Have fun up in Heaven.