[gofastnut]

I remember going with Grandpa and Dad to cut firewood in the truck I own now. Grandpa worked for Basic onion and garlic dehydration plant in King City, CA. The truck always had this subtle spice smell that's all but gone now. My grandpa was more of a dad to my dad since his parents lived across the country and we couldn't see them very often, they had a great relationship.
Those were some great times! I learned how to really stack firewood, use a chainsaw, and sharpen a chain, or a thousand. I also learned, even young what a man really was; not someone who cussed or had a swagger, no, someone who provided for and really cherished the family that God blessed them with.
Grandpa's been gone for 5 years or so now, I miss him. I'm really glad my dad and I have the relationship that we do, and I feel blessed to have all those wonderful memories with them both.
I love you Dad! Thanks for being a wonderful father and great example to me!