Remembering a Great Man

Today we laid to rest a dear friend of my Grandpa's. While he may have been 81 years old, it seems like his time was cut so short. Just diagnosed with cancer a couple of months ago, he went so fast. It's almost like we didn't have time to say goodbye.

This man, we called him Little Bill because of his small stature, was like a second grandpa. He was my Grandpa's side-kick and partner in crime. From their trips every morning to the local McDonalds for coffee with the boys, to spending hours getting their sprinklers in their gardens working just right, my Gramps and Little Bill spent just about every waking moment together.

Little Bill, thank you. Thank you for being a constant companion for Papa. Thank you for celebrating holidays, birthdays, graduations, births, and housewarmings with us. Thank you for treating us like your own grand kids, and thank you for praying for us, because although you never said you were praying for us I know you were. You will be loved and remembered always.