The Best Grandfather I could ever have

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The Best Grandfather I could ever have
We all have someone in our lives who you can tell your honest thoughts, experiences and life stories with. We also have those we can look to for some type of guidance, especially in the world we live in today. My Grandfather, Joshua Jr. is very loyal, generous, and above all in my opinion, the best role model I could ever have. Here are just a few reasons and examples why he is who he is.
My grandfather is loyal in all ways and in all perspectives. One can be a complete stranger to him and he will be there for you. He is a man who will do his best to help you out. No matter how tough or difficult the situation is, he is always there to give a lending hand. For one example, I remember when I used to
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My grandfather, paid for my first two payments of the rent without me knowing ahead of time. Also every year, to this day, my grandfather separates and cultivates at least two acres of his land to have a garden filled with vegetables. After he collects all of what he wants from the garden, he would take all of the remaining of the harvested crops, which could easily feed a small army, and give everything away to all of his neighbors and his whole family. Who else would do something as kind as that? This is just barely scratching the surface of what my grandfather does on a daily basis.
Finally my grandfather is the best role model one could ever have. He is a robust and a religious man. He is the ideal of the perfect person, grandfather, great grandfather, and husband one could ever have. For example; recently my grandmother passed away in the month of July of the year 2013. She had been diagnosed with dementia for the past twelve years. Her and my grandfather was married for the last sixty-six years. Until the day she passed away, they both held hands together everywhere they went. Another example would be the time when he saved my mom, my uncles, and a guy that was dying in a burning car. When my mother was six years old, her and my three uncles were riding in the backseat of my grandfathers 1958 Buick Skylark. They all were driving down the highway when;” Bam!” the Buick got crashed from the back side. My grandfather hopped out of the car,
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