My Grampa wasn't just a grandfather to his grandchildren, he was Grampa to the entire neighborhood. He always had hot cocoe WITH marshmallows in the winter and a freezer full of fudgcicles in the summer. My grampa brought me Barbies when I was sick and hugged me till I felt better when I was sad, sometimes he made me laugh untill I cried. He loved me unconditionally, even when I messed up. I thank god everyday my children were able to know him. I miss him,we all do, but I know he will always be with us. I love you Grampa.