Homer was my grandpa and I miss him - losing him was like losing part of my life.Homer was a man that I assumed would live to see my grandchildren.Sometimes people come into this world and live un-noticed - not Homer.It's hard to describe someone with such charism and charecter without comparing him to some of our greatest leaders in history.He was a man that didn't follow a political agenda - he didn't adhere to the unspoken socially accepted behaviors - he told you how he felt and did not make excuses for it.Homer was my hero.My life has changed - as have the lives of nearly everyone that knew him.I feel blessed to have had my 30 years with him and I am sad that I will not have 30 more.
Homer will live on forever in my heart.I cherish the many memories I have with him.I feel privlidged to have stories to tell about my Grandpa teaching me to drive my first three wheeler up and down his drive way for hours.....For the times he would drive us around in his black cadillac, constantly pressing his unique horn just so that we would all giggle and squeal.There was never a dull moment with Homer.When my sister and I were as young as 5 years old we were out with Homer using the cherry picker to reach the higest branches in the cherry trees to pick them clean!His famous line was always, "don't tell your mother!"
Life has changed forever, It's sad and hard knowing that I shared my last hug with him.Heard him say for the last time "is your name Brandi, Candi, Sandi or Mandi?"And, knowing that he's gone is almost too much to bear.I miss my grandpa.Without knowing, he taught me a life lesson:hug those you love a little closer because even those you think will always be here will someday fade away...I miss you Homer!!!!