Friday, February 18, 2011
Richard "Papa" was my grandfather. The memories I have of him are all happy memories from my younger years. I still remember him calling me "Buster" and pushing me in my plastic toy car out in the backyard. He always showed me so much love and I'll never forget him. He always took the time to spend time with me, be it playing school (and failing my spelling tests...:) or just watching me play in the pool in the yard. He's someone that played an amazing role in my life, and my only regret is not seeing him more in his last years. To my Papa, I'll always love you. May you rest in peace and may God be with you.
