Saying Goodbye

He called me Honeybunch. He spent endless hours throwing a Frisbee with me in the yard. He played multiple games of "house" with me and my kitchen set and pretended to eat meals upon meals of plastic food. He watched me ride my bike around the neighborhood for hours. He lifted me up to climb the trees in their yard. He let me win every game of darts. He read me Ali Baba and the King of Thieves every night before bed when I stayed at their house. He taught me to fish and rowed me around the lake until I caught a keeper. He loved toothpicks. He had a great sense of humor, gave big bear hugs, and will be missed more than he could ever know. I love you, Granddad.