I picked up the phone to call my Granddad today as I sat stuck waiting for the train to pass. Knowing that his voice I would not hear, his number my mind automatically dialed. The comfort in his Hey Girl is all I truly wanted to hear or to laugh at our now not so funny running joke of "if it wasn't for bad luck, girl you wouldn't have any luck at all." Granddad I need that one last call, to imagine your legs extended in your reclining chair as you blame it on the cordless phone for why you cannot hear...did you forget to turn up your hearing aids if you bothered to put them in at all! You'd ask how's your girl and I'd say fine, we'd chat about your beloved Braves bringing a wide smile as I remember taking you out to the ball park. We might touch on the basketball playoffs if you like this years teams. I loved how you didn't mince words telling the truth til it hurt. I miss walking through your door after a long drive through the mountains in the pitch black of night seeing nothing more than the beam from my headlights and you'd say Girl do you need a drink! Ha, that's my Grandpa!!!
I'll never forget the day you trusted me to pull out my table and give you a full body massage while I was studying to be a therapist or my first car that you so proudly purchased. I named her Bettlejuice because her first stall at the light I jokingly screamed Bettlejuice, Bettlejuice, Bettlejuice, three times the charm and she magically started. How about that summer you punished me because a hundred pair of earrings I bought. You warned me before we walked in the store, "Nei don't buy not one pair more", so I thought I was sleek and purchased this big number 1, a single earring it was and when you began to fuss my excuse was but Granddad it's not a pair, it's just ONE!!! That didn't fly too well!!! I don't think I got to keep that one.
I miss your Indy style laughing at the rookies you scared to death. I miss how you use to pile us all on the back of the truck taking all of Kyle to the park with us. I miss hearing people say that's Mr. Ralph's granddaughter making me smile, because everyone respected your style. Granddad I know I am loved, but nothing compares to hearing YOU say, " I LOVE YOU BACK!!!"
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