My grandpa was a wonderful man. He loved God and his family.

He always put his family and God first. He had been having heart problems,

For quite along time. After my family and I moved, I only saw him twice a year. It made the monents I had with him even more precious. But on July 11,

Nothing would be the same. He died around midnight from a sudden heart attack. I was in vacation in Colorado when we found out. We drove 11 hours

To see everyone. When we got there, you could tell he died just by walking in.

Everyone was silent, and clinging each other. Even now, almost 3 weeks

Since he died, my heart longs to see him 1 more time and to hear his voice again. He had always said that he would be to all 8 of his grandkids weddings and be there when his great grandkids were born, but now he will only be there in spirit and not in person. When I tell my kids about him, I will tell them about how he was an amazing, God fearing man, and how I hope that they will grow up to be like him.