dear grandpa

you always were the classiest man, and always will be.

you walked with a swiss cane and never forgot your coat and cap.

you sang us songs and helped all you could with the dishes.

some days you really loved the chicken, and some days you didn't say much

but there was always room for dessert. [-'a really small one cath']

your kids helped you all they could and gave you all the love in the world,

but now grandma will.

sometimes you were scared and confused

and lately you started forgetting, but now you remember it all

i know i got the robinson cheeks, the short legs, the pale swiss skin,

but i got so much more than that.

i got to grow up everyday in a family with strong testimonies and even stronger hearts.

i got to live on the street with the man who raised my dad and that made him my hero.

so grandpa, just like you said, you raised 'not a dud in the bunch'

so thank you.

i'll be seeing you soon.