|Recording grandpa's life story|
I remember visiting his barber shop and the sites and smells all around me. There was a table full of Farmer's Almanacs and other magazines. There was a wooden board that he put across the big black and white barber chair, and I would climb up there to get my hair cut. He would always love tickling my neck with one of those soft brushes.
He was an inventor and he took great pride in examining the pinhole camera I made from instructions in the National Geographic World Magazine. I took his picture with it, and it's a blurry black and white photo, but it's a picture of my grandpa. No doubt about it.
I have a sweet memory toward the end of his life when we Christmas caroled at his home (and it's so sweet that I don't think I can share it).
But I wish knew more. I wish I had asked just a few more questions and could read his exact words to me this day. Still, my memories of him (and recording them) are important because my grandfather is someone worth knowing. My children need to know Grandpa, and my memories of him will have to do.
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