that's me, my grandpa and my brother...back in 1964...
grandpa would have turned 100 today...
he was the best grandpa and I have so many great memories of him...
I learned to dance standing on his wing tip shoes...
he was soft spoken...
hardworking...
hilariously silly...
wore all my pop bead creations with pride...
and he always let me win in a gunfight...
he played the shot and dying part pretty darn good...
when we ate watermelon, I always sat in his lap...
I was the official watermelon seed picker outer...
he said it was a very important job...
he also helped out when my ice cream cone melted too fast...
his tongue was bigger than mine...
and he watched the Roadrunner every Saturday morning...
what a guy...
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