My Grandpa In My Life

frozen grass could be heard a mile away at five o’clock in the morning. My grandpa and I whispered conversation as we strolled over to our favorite deer blind. We cautiously marched over sticks trying hard not to make any sounds. We eventually made it without spooking any deer and set our guns down, waiting for sunrise. These are the times I enjoy the most with my grandpa. It is a chance to sit back and enjoy life with one of my favorite people on this planet. Time goes slower in these moments.

My grandpa, Frank, looks very tough and as some would say manly. My grandpa has a very masculine build. Even though my grandpa comes across as somewhat of a hard-ass, he is actually one of the most loving and sensitive people I know. He is one of those people that cry really easily, and at almost every family gathering he tears up. It was the day before opening day of deer hunting 2014. That day was a very snowy and windy day. My grandpa and I were driving up to our hunting cabin in Forbes, MN. The

lot of time with Grandpa Ron, Isaac and I both did. When Isaac and I attended Jacobs Primary school, he dropped us off at the bus stop for our first day of 1st and 2nd grade. He waited in the what is now the Prestige, Painting & General Contracting parking lot until we had gotten on the bus and he’d wave at us until we couldn't see him anymore. Every day he would ask me how I was doing in school, me being a 1st grader I always had very important things to tell him, I told him all my struggles and at

My grandpa was very healthy throughout his life. He lived in a small town where hospitals did not exist, they only had small medical clinics. My grandpa lived in the time where medical science was not advanced as much as it is today. People would die at an early age due to a lack of knowledge in medicine, but luckily my grandpa did not get sick. At the age of 94, my grandpa was diagnosed with high blood pressure. High blood pressure is the force of blood pushing against the walls of the arteries

Grandpa was the first to notice. No one else suspected anything different about me; nothing seemed to separate me from the other kids my age. But grandpa knew, ever since I looked up into his reassuring eyes with that innocent smile, that I was special. I acted the same as the other kids, always playing and climbing without a care in the world. Only when I got bigger and grew older did I begin to realize myself. Grandpa and I didn’t even have to say a word; we shared a unique connection. Those eyes

My Hero Did you know my grandpa fought in the Vietnam War? Though he was not a soldier, he was a Vietnamese citizen who had lived there all his life and had sacrificed his life for others. My definition of a hero is someone who voluntarily does something to help others without being asked. They sacrifice their lives for others. My grandpa is my hero. He is a fighter, caring, and brave. I think my grandpa is a fighter. The first reason why he’s a fighter is because he fought in the Vietnam war on

American writer Mark Twain stated, “The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.” My grandpa wasn’t necessarily ready to bid farewell to those he loved at the time of his death, but there’s no doubt he lived everyday to the fullest. Growing up in a struggling family during the Depression, Eugene “Mickey” Hingtgen always made the most of what he had. At the age of fifty one, he became one of the first one hundred people in Dubuque to have open

he’s my Grandpa Jim. All throughout his life, he was a role model to anyone he met. Grandpa was heavily involved in the Pierre community and always looked for ways to help those around him. Even though at times he could be a bit stubborn, he had the biggest heart of anyone I have ever known. I have learned so many life lessons and heard so many amazing stories from my Grandpa Jim, but the things I admire most about him are his humor, his determination, and his love for his family. My Grandpa had

every week. My grandparents, specifically my mom's parents, have both played a large role in shaping me into the person I am today. My grandpa, or “Pa”, especially, has been more of a father to me than my own. He has held an essential role in my life, and is continually shaping me each day. My grandpa is a strong-willed and old fashioned man. He likes to do things his way. In addition, he always works hard and provides for his family. Throughout the course of my rather short life, my grandpa has taught

Currently, some people are ecstatic while others are heartbroken or mournful that our 2017 president-elect is Donald Trump. The election has already dramatically changed and shaped people not only in America, but in countries all around the world. My grandpa is seventy years old and has shared with me three american events that have shaped him into the respectful, thoughtful man he is today. He has been truly touched by meeting John F. Kennedy, the outcomes of the Vietnam War, and the outcomes of nine-eleven