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My grand father died. I miss him greatly and I will always love him..

Grandpa

In the eyes of any artist, life is but a blank canvas, that needs to be painted to tell the story of our life. to share what we have learned and to teach the willing the secrets to painting their lives with the brightest of colors.

Grandpa was a great artist . that painted his life with great Beauty. He painted throw hard times and throw war. But still he painted. Writing his story in the brush strokes of his life.

He shared his secrets with his children, to lead them on their way. to paint their lives so brightly, so to always know their way. Thou lessens may have been forgotten, the teaching still show clear.

And now that grandpa's canvas is painted and the final touches added. It can hang upon the walls with the others that came before . To guide the once that wish to learn the secrets to painting their canvas bright, with the glowing light of life.

I hope, that I have learned from the lessens that he showed me and the teachings he has passed on to the people all around me. I hope that I can paint my canvas as brightly as the one he has left behind. but its just not one canvas that he has painted, cause he had a hand in the canvases of every person that he has lift behind.