The country memories

I've been listening to classic country music. This music is what we listened to on Sunday mornings. It brings back a flood of memories.

I started thinking of my grandfather. I weep for him. He was a great man. I loved him so much. I don't think I ever told him. He's been gone for many years. I still cry when I think of him.

When I was first sick, I cried alot. Grandpa picked up on it. Nobody else did. If they did they didn't care. Anyway, grandpa took me into the woods. He took leaf off of a tree and said God made this. He said that all of the woods God made. I found serenity in those woods. The quiet calmness. He told me " If you cry, you cry alone, laugh and the world will laugh with you."

That's why the woods were so important to me. I found sanctuary there. I miss my grandpa. He believed in me. When I was at the state hospital, he gave me his Bible. I was I still had it.

I have nothing but fond memories of my grandfather. He was tall, and bald and had wire rim glasses. I look alot like him. He held his head high. He was a proud man. Very distinguished. He was gentle but firm. He loved his God. I know he loved me.

I wish I were as good as he.

That's enough. I'm too emotional.

Live to be true, love with all your heart, laugh till you cry, learn that God is with you, listen to the stillness of the woods,

Dave