Nothing...NOTHING...can compete with the place a grandson holds in the heart of his Papaw!!!
Monday, November 29, 2010
His first holiday season...2010.
He is growing quickly. Everyday his list of new experiences grows longer. His future is bright and ever present before him.
I miss him badly. I long to hold him in my arms and beam with pride as I tell the world, "This is my grandson."
I want to see his eyes as he gazes on the beauty of a Christmas Tree or rips open the wrapping of a present. I want to laugh as he smiles. I want to experience the holiday season beside him.
I love and miss you, John Michael.
P.S. I love and miss his mommy and daddy too.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Just the word itself brings to mind images of old men with wrinkled faces, white hair, and a stained beard. Maybe your image has the old man sitting on the front porch of an old, tar-paper house smoking a pipe and gazing into the distant sunset. Perhaps Grandfather brings to your mind a young Native American sitting at the feet of one of the ancient tribe members listing to a tale of history.
As a small child, I never dreamed of one day being a Grandfather. Now I am one. I just hope I can live up to the name.
Monday, November 1, 2010
When John Michael was born, he automatically owed the government over $38,000 and rising. Tomorrow on Election Day, I ask you to please not put a greater burden on John Michael than he can bear. As Fathers and Sons we differ politically, and that is okay. But surely we can be united on Free Markets, Fiscal Responsibility, and Constitutionally Smaller Government.
As for me? Don't worry, John Michael, I'm voting to get you out of debt.