Until we meet again, Grandpa Petersen. I love you!

My grandpa Petersen passed away.  I loved him so very much. I got to be an honorary pall bearer.  That was okay with me, because that's what Adam was too!  Just for some reflections:  Do you know that when I was younger, he would play "OTHELLO" with me, and I would beat him almost every time!  I loved it that I could beat him at age 6, but he didn't like it.  After a while, he wouldn't play with me, which I thought was funny, but now that I'm looking back, I should have let him beat every once in a while, because then he would have kept playing with me.  He cared very deeply for me.  He came to visit often, and he loved to talk to me.  I know that he is happier being with Grandma though. I miss him already.  Grandparents are the best... Especially if they are involved in your lives.  I had a hard time at my grandma's funeral, but I handled grandpa's just fine.  Grandparents are a reflection on their children.  I'm glad that my Petersen grandparents raised such a great son, as my dad.  I love him so much!