My Grandpa

I was still young almost nine years old when he died...I remember he was over 6ft tall....The cancer had made him very skinny.... He was all bones....He got diagnosed to late.... He didn't make it through the years.... Still remember his hospice nurses... One taught me to sew....They were very kind to him... We would run to him if we were in trouble with our parents.... He wouldn't allow them to yell at us.... He had this dog bottle cologne worst i think Avon smelling stuff use to holler at us to come to him ...Then would smear that stinky stuff on our neck.... Or his favorite Old Spice.. .We ran around smelling like my grandpa all the time....Every time I smell Old Spice I think of him...