KYSportsWriter
Well-Known Member
It's been ten years today since the anchor in my family, my grandpa, died.
Ten years. Kinda hard to believe, really.
Growing up I always thought Pop would never die, that he was invinceable. He was my idol, my hero, my guiding force in life.
He was the one that was always there when my dad wasn't. He was the one who took me to ballgames and he was the one who took me everywhere he went.
He was the one who, along with my grandma, raised me when my mom worked second shift.
Today is going to be tough.
Ten years. Kinda hard to believe, really.
Growing up I always thought Pop would never die, that he was invinceable. He was my idol, my hero, my guiding force in life.
He was the one that was always there when my dad wasn't. He was the one who took me to ballgames and he was the one who took me everywhere he went.
He was the one who, along with my grandma, raised me when my mom worked second shift.
Today is going to be tough.