Thursday, January 1, 1970
Dear Pop, How do I begin? When I think of memories of you, I have so many amazing ones. You made my life complete. You always encouraged me to be the best person I could be and wanted me to succeed. You were proud of all my accomplishments and enocuraged me to keep challenging myself. I think part of my drive to succeed was watching you during my life. You always gave everything you did a 110% and never were afraid of hard work. I always admired you for that and strived to be like you. Memories? Let's see, where do I begin? You helped me learn how to ride my bike and took me on many bike rides. You tried to teach me how to play softball but I was not the best student. You made me love spicy food (this is a very positive thing) and a tradition I am working to pass on to James and Gabriella. You were amazing at BBQing and I look back on those summer nights fondly. You always pretended like you did not know where I was hiding in the living room when you came home from work (I loved you for that). You had a green thumb which I did not inherit but I will keep trying my luck at those tomato plants. I am still trying to figure out what to do without you, Pop. A piece of me went with you the day you passed away. I know you would not want me to fuss over your passing but I do and this is one challenge I find difficult to conquer. You will always live in our hearts and I cherish all my memories of you. And so we prepare for your memorial. James will be having his popcorn and root beer at the club tommorow. Although you are not on earth with us, we know you will be watching over us in spirit. I will continue working hard to make you proud, Pop. I love and miss you so much. You were a wonderful person and truely the best grandpa. So long for now! Aim
