3.) Tell us about Grandpa
As a child, when my Grandpa H. would come to visit he’d always get my room because I had a double bed. I didn’t mind and thought it was fun, at that age, to sleep on the couch. The funny thing is, every time he’d stay he would leave me a few dollars on my dresser as payment for staying in my room. He’s the kind of person who would do anything for a person if it was in his power to do it. I think he’s 94 or 95 now and he still gives the best and tightest hugs. I remember him once trying to help me with my math homework. As a mathematician, he already thought in the language of numbers and so when he tried to help my numeral-ly challenged brain, it was like shooting 50 miles over the target. I was still learning my letters while he was trying to teach me how to say a complex sentence in German, Italian, and Japanese. If x is Japan, y is Germany and z is Italian, how many years will it take you to learn pig-latin in Turkistani? I thanked him for helping me but just went back to what the book was unsuccessfully trying to teach me. I love him a ton and am so blessed to have an example like him in my life. A great man, my grandpa.