Monday, August 5, 2013

Memories are made of this...

August is always a bitter-sweet month for me...Bitter because the days of summer vacation are winding down very quickly.  Sweet because the month of August always reminds me of my grandfather.  My grandparents were married in August and Grandpa was born on August 5th.  As a matter of fact, if he were still alive today, he'd be 94 years old.  Bitter again, because Grandpa also died during the month of August. It certainly doesn't seem like he's been gone for 22 years, but his memories and the fun times we shared still bring a smile to my face.

I was doing some "spring cleaning" this summer and I came across an essay I wrote in  high school. The assignment was simple...write an essay about someone who you consider to be a personal hero.  My writing was much simpler then sprinkled with some errors, but the sentiment is the same.

I thought this was a good time to share the beginnings of 

My Hero, My Ding

Decades have passed, but the memories I share are a testament to the indelible mark Grandpa left on me, and I am sure on all those with whom he came into contact!  

My favorite picture of Ding and me!

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