Apr 11, 2018, 10:29 PM

So as of today it's been exactly 8 years since my grandfather passed, and rather then you know starting a whole new thread I thought I'd just toss my thoughts up here since I loved him more then almost any other person in my life, and he was a great role-model for me.

He was a soldier in Korea, and spent some minor time during the later days of the second world war. By the time I knew him he was a fairly high ranking Employee of the ford motor company.

He never gave anyone in the family almost anything. You had to work for and earn anything no mater how close you were to him. Only things I ever got handed by him without having to work for it were a pocket watch handed down the family from one generation to the next, and an old maglight I still use today.

He meant the world to me and I loved him with all my heart. I still remember back when I was young any time we went to a restaurant he would bring along a set of three manila envelops. Didn't matter how little he was ordering.

He'd always put 1 dollar in the first, 10 dollars in the second, and usually a 100 dollar bill in the third (Sometimes he'd put in bigger bank notes just for the shock value, or stock certificates just to see the reaction on their faces.) He'd always tell them they could pick one and it had their tip inside.

Back then a dollar would have been worth about 6 bucks today give or take to give you an idea on how much he was handing out.

I remember one guy about feinted when he opened up the envelope and saw that funky looking bill inside. Asked a good four times if it was even real, and brought over other staff to check it out. He was real happy.

And I remember another time back on Christmas of 85 he was driving us over to his place in his car, and we see a guy on the side of the road. It was snowing really bad and he was just sat on the hood of his import car in the ditch with an axel broke clean off.

He turned right around in the middle of the street and drove us to the nearest Ford dealership, and bought a new car on the spot. Had pops drive the car back while he drove the new car then hand delivered the deed and the keys to that man standing on the side of the road because "No man in America should go without a dependable American made Ford." Still remember the look on the guys face when Grandpa told him that he'd better buy Fords in the future so it didn't happen again.

I miss that man so damn much, and I know you guys probably don't much care, but I figured I'd share either way because it means a lot to me.