Well. My grandp accidentally posted something on Facebook that he shouldn’t have. Nothing inappropriate but it was a customers personal information. So I went over there to delete it. Sat down, he asked if I wanted a drink and I said, hell I was planning on going to the gym but might as well! Ended up talking about guns and he got the gun safe opened and shared stories about a Mauser pistol his dad bought off someone who got it off a German in WWII. Shared stories about a .22 revolver with the finish wore off he packed every where he went. Shared stories about every gun in the safe. Then I remembered last time I was there he was talking about breaking down a S&W pistol he had. The spring worried him so I told him go grab it I’ll clean it for him. Well I’m glad I did because it took me about an hour to figure out how to put it back together the breakdown and reassembly instructions are WRONG! lol. Got it back together and went to the kitchen for another drink. He has a pile of Polaroids from back in his houseboat days on the Ohio river. Mid 80s-90s. I can’t say what I saw but they had some good times! anyway. Our family has struggled with staying close for personal reasons. My grandma passed away a few years ago and my grandpa ever since has been a little awkward choosing between offspring because of disagreements. Anyway. Today was the first time in a long time I’ve seen my grandpa let loose and reminisce on the old days. All the Polaroids we looked through he would say “that guys dead.he’s dead. She’s dead” he doesn’t have too many people left from the good ol days, besides memories. the point I’m trying to make I guess is if your grandparents are still around, go spend time with them. You never know when it’ll be too late. As for me, we will start planning some steak dinners and Netflix movie night regularly. Who knows when the last time I’ll be able to bullshit with him will be. Love you papaw!