I was an infant the first time you saw me, so unlike my siblings...I only know you as Grandpa Frank. I remember all of our little trips up north, and the sleep overs.
Christmas was always very special, you always remembered us, with a special gift..like warm jammies and socks.
I remember the summers when we would go to the auction in the big orange truck, and you were the first person I ever went fishing with, and ate fish for (yuck) just so I could go with you, because your rule was, you eat what you catch....UGGHHH! Grandpa the things I would do for you...that was at the list of all time pushing me over the edge...but I did it and determined...I LOVED YOU, but really hate FISH...
We were lucky kids to have you as a part of our lives..and I will never for get you clinking the ice in the glass for me to fill you up with water this summer.
Cara,loves and misses you already more than you will ever know.
Love, Freddie
ps...I bet Brunno met you at the gates of heaven with a snowplow so that you would make him king of the hill again. ;)##imported-begin##Darlene "Freddie-sweetheart" Henry##imported-end##