it is 246am, i cant sleep i cant stop thinkin about my grandfather, i only get to see him once every three years and this happend to be the year were we went up too Canada to see him and my grandmother and the rest of my family, we got there and same old papa pullin tricks on us, when we first got there he pretended like he didnt know who we were (my grandmother wasnt there so he figured he could pull it off) we walked in the door and he was like who are you and my dad started telling us who we were and tehn all the sudden you see papa with a huge smurk on his face and my dad just started laughing, so then we all go outside and sit on the picnic tables and wait for my grandmother to get home and while we were waitin my dad got up to go to the car to get his cigarettes (papa hates cigarettes and smoking) and when my dad came back papa was behind my dads chair and when my dad went to go sit down he pulled the chair away, my dad fell flat on his butt it was so funny, my sister and papa were so funny together they would just pick on each other and just have fun. papa may have looked like an old man on the outside but he was like a 2 year old kid at heart, he was one of the funniest person to be around. you couldnt be sad around him he just brought a smile where ever he went. he loved t.v. he could just sit there in his couch with his blanket and just watch t.v. i remember he had these mints that sat in the living room and me and papa and my brother would eat them all. its really hard to think that next time i go there, he wont be there and it wont be the same. everytime we go there my grandmother would make us a lobster lunch-type thing but whenever we had it papa would be in the other room watching t.v. and just poke in and start picking on someone or something. this was my grandfather. R.I.P. Papa Odie i love you so much and i miss you so much. its gonna be hard going to nannys without seeing you face. you are the greatest grandfather ever and i will miss you i love you, rest in peace papa.