Grandpa Smith

My mother's father, Glenn Smith passed away early this morning. He was someone that I have fond memories of. Even though I call them fond, others might see it as gross. He used to have me look at him and then he would make his false teeth come out. I loved it! I would ask him to do it all the time when I was little. And that was quite a long time ago, contrary to popular belief. And he would always ask for a kiss on the cheek from every grandkid. Also, I know that he overcame so many different obstacles in his life that it's quite amazing to think about. Although I know his wife, my Grandma Smith, was the one helping -- occasionally pushing -- him along the way. I love my Grandpa and I'm proud to be his grandson. I will always remember his strength. I love you Grandpa.