Monday, June 23, 2008
My Grandfather was a very important man in my life. Everyone usually called him G-daddy. And he was not important in my life alone, he was important and loved by many other people. His wife Dean, his children Michael, David, Alyson, Clay, and Stuart. He loved his family very much. There were also many people who loved him that he met through church. I myself do not think it is possible to name all of these people. He was a very church going man. As long as he was physically able, he went to church every time the doors were open. My grandfather loved history, but I knew that his two favorite time periods were the Civil War and World War two. My grandfather was very creative, he had his own workshop full of projects. I had many good memories with him myself. He would always tell me stories of when he was a kid and I would always listen. And I also knew that if I ever knew that if I had a history project that I needed help on I could go next door and ask him about it. He even let me have one of his history books, which I knew were very important to him, so I take very good care of it. He even had a nickname for all of his grandsons, he called us all "hoss". In the simplest of terms, you could call him a small town southern man.