My Grandfather Essay

opens. We never truly realize how one downfall may be beneficial. I had a very special bond with my father’s dad, Terry. We would play hide and go seek with candy. On September 1, 2002, that one door closed and my grandfather died due to a heart attack. I was completely heartbroken until five short days later my mother went into labor with my beautiful sister, Hannah. My grandfather opened the other door to my sister for which I am eternally grateful. There is an old Slavic myth about two…

My grandfather, Jerry, grew up with peanut butter on everything. Hot dogs, hamburgers, and sandwiches always had a hefty slab of peanut butter. My grandfathers family did this because they were poor and it helped make the food more filling. He continued the tradition and raised his children with peanut butter on everything. It took his kids awhile to start enjoying it but once they did they would always ask for the delicious sweet spread on everything! One afternoon my mother, Renee, was at…

make everyone realize something. Nine years old, I was a grandson with a sick grandfather. I didn't realize it at the time, I only knew that he was about to become superhuman. Long story short, I realized that it was my responsibility to do what my grandfather would have done if he had the chance. By honoring my grandfather, I've been taking architecture classes these past 3 years with the knowledge my grandfather gave me. My good traits of hardwork…

but fun day at school when everything changed. My grandfather and my grandmother came to our house with eyes filled with tears. They came to tell that my grandfather was diagnosed with cancer and that it was really bad. I had no idea what to do, because it was just my three little sisters and I who were home that day. As I was the oldest, I tried to calm everyone down, including myself, by telling them it was probably not that bad. Not knowing that my grandfather’s health would rapidly get worse…

If you were to go to my house and you went over to my study area you would see a have a kind of desk, a chair, and a lamp. The desk actually contains a sewing machine in the inside that used to belong to my mother. God rest her soul. Main reason I use this as a desk it that it is one of the few places in my house where I have a flat surface that is not cluttered with odds and ends. Also this desk is in a centrally located place in the dining room right next to the dining table. The dining room…

For my first four years of life, I lived in the beautiful Colorado mountains. Skiing down the mountains and building snowman 's was apart of my everyday life. My father loved the life there but wanted me to see what it was like where he grew up. We eventually moved the family to the city where I would learn how my relatives grew up. I grew up in a town known as the “Spinach Capital of the World” which allowed me to feel a family oriented setting, get to know the history my family had, and grow…

The major crisis in my life centers over someone I love more than anything. A common phrase, but true nonetheless. He is my world, my savior, my father figure, my ideal, my role model, my past, and my future. I still miss him, and we have only been separate for a few weeks. The event that shook me shook him even more, and I wish I had been stronger for him. Recollection of that day is hazy and still a bad memory, but It helped me to learn more about myself. Because of it, I have learned about…

goodbye can be extremely frightening. A couple years ago my grandfather passed away in Mexico. Sadly, I wasn’t able to attend his funeral since my US Passport was expired. In distress asking God to grant me one last encounter with my grandfather, senseless of what I was truly asking. The 25th of July 2012 will remain a memorable date. On that date my grandfather left this world to enter a different and better one. Receiving the unpleasant news when my father came home from work, rushing through…

Phair, an alumni of Lehigh, and my grandfather, and also my blatant connection with Lehigh. However, I feel more connected to Lehigh than just through my grandfather. Although, it doesn’t hurt when my grandfather tells me of his experiences on campus, I understand that Lehigh and I both have a need for community. Through the bed races and the Lehigh vs Lafayette rivalry, it is clear that everyone on campus is supportive and loves being there. As I moved through my high school years I found…

ethnic prejudice. My dad told me as a kid we all have our prejudices in life. We tend to prefer blondes, tall and thin, Chevy over Ford, Apple to PC, etc. Those prejudices are on a much lighter note. This week I want to discuss an experience my grandfather told me about when he was a young man working the cauliflower fields in Eastern Colorado after World War II. This is the closest experience I have had to this subject because thankfully, I have never experienced discrimination to my knowledge.…