Dear Grandpa. The One and Only.

Remember?
The full head of white hair,
Big, deep, drawling voice?
The automatic hugs, no questions asked?
The "what did you learn in school today'?
I hated that question - because I rarely had an answer
But loved it because he cared enough to ask.
Remember his his daily visits? Our daily visits there? Hearing him sneeze from our house?
Remember him standing in the doorway of the old Hall, greeting
everyone who walked in, sometimes with a loud, uncensored, personal question?
I love him as much today as I did in all my 19 years I had with him.
It will be 14 years this week ..... So hard to believe.