Grandpa was the best kind of grandpa. He laughed often, talked constantly and made the best coke floats and paper hats in the universe. He was the superlative of summer.
I was moving a photograph of him and my Grandmother out of an old frame and found this behind it. What a discovery. I feel like Nancy Drew, moving a candlestick and finding a secret room. He looks so serious. This does not look like a guy who makes butter and ice cream for a living. 
You just had to know him. You really did.
by Teaworthy
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