I mentioned earlier that my Grandpa Dye had had three mini strokes since we have been here. It has been so nice to be able to spend some time with him. I have many, many fond memories of being with my Grandpa. I used to ride my bike out to his farm and ride the tractors with him during the summer and then he would bring me home late when the sun was setting. He always sang me songs while we were riding in the tractors. I'd give anything to have them on record now. Lots of them were made up and I loved them. Every single one of them. A few times my mom and I helped out at harvest and we would work in the cellars. There were many days I would ride with my grandma out to the farm in her white Cadillac to take grandpa lunch. He was always so thrilled to see us and would eat our belly button in delicious belly button soup before sending us on our way. Not living close to my Grandpa, I want so badly for my kids to know him and love him like I do. I'm grateful we can spend time with him.
I'm so blessed to call him Grandpa and I know it.
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