by Norma Blair

Created on: August 13, 2008

The person that I honor, and still do is my grandfather, his name is John T. Walstrum. He served in the military during WW 2. He was one of the lucky ones, he came home alive. I admire all the things that he has done for me. He raised me when I was little because my mom didn't want me at the time. When I lived with him he told me all about the war, and the good old days. He showed me how to be respectful and how things don't always turn out the way you would like. He also taught me how to fight in what I belive in and not to let any one tell me that I'm not capable to do something. As I think about his words of wisdom, they make a lot more sense now that I'm 18 years old then when I was 6 years old. My grandfather would never do anything to hurt me, if anything he try to keep me safe from all kinds of danger.

My grandfather had past away July 2, 2000, so he's been gone now for a little over 8 years now. I miss him a lot, I don't have any pictures of him and I wish that I did. The only thing that I do have is the memories and a white bear that he gave me. He gave me the white bear when I was just a little over 2 years old, I was in the hospital because something was wrong with me. They thought that I wasn't going to make it, but as you can see I did. When I was in the hospital my grandfather didn't leave my side. He stayed their with me. I remember him telling me that I was an angel and that I was going to make it through this. Sometimes I wonder if I really am an angel, because of the wierd things that has happened to me I'm suprised that I'm not dead yet.

I was only 10 years old when he left the earth. Even though he's gone I still have all the respect in the world for him. He taught me so much when I was growing up. I'll always remember the things that he tuaght me and his words of wisdom. In my eyes I don't see him as he's gone for ever, because he really isn't part of him still lies with in me. I know that I'll see him again some day when it's my time to leave the earth. I miss him so much! When he past away it hurt me really bad I think I was in shock for like a week if not longer. Every year I go to his grave and I talk to him and tell him how much I miss him, and what's on my mind. I know it may sound weird that I talk to a grave, but I don't think it is.

Now you know why I admire my grandfather and may he rest in PEACE.

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