7 years ago

Oh how the time just seems to fly by. Every year around Little Mary's Birthday my thoughts are focused on my Grandpa Dwight. He died on April 29, 2003, he was buried on May 3rd, and our little angel Mary was born on May 6Th. I love celebrating Mary, but hate that my grandpa isn't around to see her.
My grandpa loved kids. He and my grandma practically raised me and my siblings. we did everything with them including vacations to Bryce Canyon, Organ, and Yellow Stone.
My grandpa was an amazing man. He was also my Best Friend. I know that he would be so proud of us kids, and our families. Growing up I had quite the mouth, I loved to back talk my grandma, and some times my grandpa. My nick name was spit fire. Grandma wouldn't hesitate to slap me across the face, she had a very quick hand. But Grandpa he would get mad every once in a while, but then he would always come and talk to me and say "Are we still friends?"

Little Josh who isn't so little any more, has the musical talent that grandpa did. He is learning to play the songs that my grandpa wrote. I love it!
Just like my grandpa he is teaching himself.
Grandpa I love you, and think about you all the time. I can't wait for the time that we all get to be together again.
Love Heidi Sue