Grandad was the template for which I choose to model my life. I have managed to always fall just shy of the mountain top upon which he stood. The memories of growing up with him and Nan are more dear to me than anything. They are what has molded me and shown a light on a very dark childhood. When life seemed like it would be nothing but bad experiences and poor treatment, the summer would arrive. There would be Nan waiting on the porch with a giant smile and an even bigger hug. After entering the house and being reminded to remove my shoes, I would see grandad sitting on his favorite chair with a book, the newspaper, or a wide open mouth snoring. That is where my peace was at, protected by a true goliath, My Grandad.
The kindness and patient he showed with me and Steph(my sister) was world class. Always quick to offer advice or guidance and equally as fast with a laugh. He would come home from work and make time to sit down to eat dinner and ask about our day, knowing we just tried to drive Nan crazy. I remember when Grandad decided to lose weight and get healthy, probably under the advice of Nan. He did not like this, but he understood the importance of his task. When we would visit in the summer, he would make it a point to take me out to the movies, just the guys. In return, I would "twist" his arm to get some Taco Bell. He also told me to never tell Nan. Sorry you had to find out this way Nan, HaHa.
There will never be words to explain the impact that he had on me. I am not a person to be moved to tears, but for such a Great man, I have shed my fair share. I could not have asked for a better person to look up to or idolize. I love you Grandad and I will look forward to our next conversation one day. Hold me a seat in heaven. We will look after your beautiful bride, Nan.
Love your Grandson,
Jason Nelson