From the time I was able to walk and talk, Grandpa was my hero. I had won over his stubborn yet loving heart. He called me Scooter. I was his third Grandchild but very spoiled by him. Grandma and Grandpa didn’t live but a few miles from my house so I spent time with them regularly. My mother and father both had full time jobs, so it was up to Grandma and Grandpa to watch me during the day. I always followed Grandpa around their property. (They had a few acres of land). I remember Grandpa taking me to their apple tree and letting […]