My Bop is very valuable to me. He is hard-headed and sometimes mean to my Grandmother, but he is full of love. I’m sure that the grandkids have softened his heart, but I love him just the way he is. He is a hardworking man. Bop always has cuts and bruises on his hands where he has smashed his fingers. He never likes to sit still. Fishing and working in his shop are his favorite things. I get to see him and my grandmother every Sunday when we go to their house for lunch. My favorite time of the year is summer when I get to go to his lake and swim. He built a huge lake on his property for the grandkids with a rope swing that he goes off of. It scares my sister to death and she won’t watch him go off. He is just like a kid again when he is on his lake. Although he is very active and moving, he is getting old and has health problems. He is diabetic and worn down. He takes handfuls of pills every day, but if they are helping him, it’s ok with me. I don’t know what I would do without my Bop.
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