This is my Grandaddy. He passed away ten years ago. He was such a great guy. Into cars, dogs, making a deal and my Gram. Very charismatic man. I think he could sell ice to an Eskimo. I lived with him and my Gram overseas for awhile with my brother. Over seas my bro and I watched him "operate" and we were both in awe. Here in the states my sis and I lived with them and we always looked up to him and were mentored by him. I think we use Grandaddy as a measuring stick in life. This is good and bad. Good to be motivated but bad we won't be getting a pat on the back AND will we ever be able to live up to the legend?
I wish I could be more like him. I wish I could make a deal, be less emotional, less timid and a cool dude...or dudess, whatever. I wish he were still alive to tell me and Tim and Tina, "You're doing good kid."