My dear Grandpa

My dear Grandpa passed away Wednesday. I knew this day would come, but not as soon as it did. I am sad to see him go, but I am glad I had 33 years with him. I know the past few years have been rough on him and his quality of life was miserable. But I know heaven received another angel and he isn't in any more pain. I had the best memories with him and my grandma. I lived for the summer and Thanksgiving growing up, because I knew I would see them. I loved to help my grandpa in the yard and the with the garden. I remember every night when it cooled off my grandpa and I would sit outside on lawn chairs and eat homemade ice-cream. Then we would come in and watch the news and wheel of fortune. I loved going to his work and visiting with him. My grandpa was a very quiet man who didn't say much unless you asked him questions. I remember him sitting in his chair next to the phone. He was the one who would always answer it. He always had the paper in his hands reading. I remember one time in my whole life when he raised his voice and I knew I was in trouble.  I was giving his kittens a bath in the kid pool, I think he thought I was drowning them and for some reason that time stuck with me. I also remember that grandma was worried about his health and limited his "sugar" so when grandma wasn't looking he would sneak a piece or I would hide one in my pocket and sneak it to him. I sure am going to miss going to the house and seeing him and my grandma it just won't be the same without them.