We banned him from play because he was so good.
He also loved fishing and marching bands.
He was always willing to 'help' with my college math homework for me so that I could focus on other important study topics like like beer drinking and standards stealing. ;) I'd just send him an email and 20 minutes later it would magically be finished!
After EVERY trip in the car (even if it was just to the grocery store) he would log his miles in a spiral notebook he kept in the center console. So weird!
This is how our telephone conversations ALWAYS started (I'm going to try to type in a Southern accent for his parts....not as easy as it sounds).
TK: Hi Grandpa, It's Taylor.
GD: TAYLAH WHOOOOO?
TK: Taylor, your granddaughter. Giggle Giggle.
GD: Aaaah, hello. How are ya honey?
TK: I'm good, how are you?
GD: I'm fihne. Just fiihne.
TK: Is Bee home?
GD: Ah, no she's at....uh...well...somewhere. PEO? Bookclub? Bible Study? Fresno Flats (the historic society/museum they're docents for)? She's always off doin' somethin' you know. I can't keep track..........
I spent part of the summer after my senior year at their house to get some quality time before college. That's the summer I was allowed to participate in the nightly cocktail hour! He made me my first vodka tonic. Very refreshing! He always finished his sips with a satisfied 'aaaaaaaaah,' a wink and a smile.
Grandpa VS. The Woodpeckers of Madera County
During the summers woodpeckers pound on my grandparents' wood home. In the mornings my grandpa would take his BB gun on a mission to make them stop. So, the morning soundtrack included PECK PECK PECK PECK PECK then PING PING PING then FLUTTER FLUTTER!
Now tell me what YOU love about YOUR grandpas!