Grandpa was tough, with a firm foundation. Stepping stones built for generations to come.

When he laughed, he laughed a full belly laugh, content and care-free.

When we were little he would sneak peices of chocolate into our tiny hands and send us on our way.

He was a simple man, neat and clean. He may have had a few silver hairs but his heart was made of gold.

Momma would say he would stop everything to go help someone. He wouldn't leave till he got the job done.

Everyone loved him, for he was a good man who left his mark on the world. He left a legacy for generations to come.