Made me smile, so I wanted to share with you. : )
I remember all the emails Grampa & I would write while we were at work. Sometimes we would decide to meet at Dairy Queen for lunch - always his treat. We would sit at the booth & use this old-fashioned rotary dial phone to call the front counter & place our order. I say "we" but it was always him who called, because I have phone phobia issues. They were worse back then. He would get the tenderloin (which was huge!) and I would usually get a cheeseburger & onion rings or fries. We would talk about what was going on in life, or his next Royal Ranger outing, or how work was going. At that time I was probably complaining about my mean co-worker who seemed to take great pleasure in making my life miserable at work! It's because of Grampa that I survived that time. He always had so much love, always made us feel loved, and know that we are special.
I miss him tonight. And I just wanted to give you a little piece of him.
I love you! And you are special. : )