My long-passed grandfather's birthday is coming up, and for me it is a time to reminisce.  The long walks we used to take.  The long drives.
The special trips he would make to pick me up so I could spend weekends with him, and the advice he used to give!  Much was wasted because I was young when he died.  If he were alive today and sharing his gems of wisdom, I'd be a better man.  Those gems were well and good, but the one I remember most, the jewel in the crown of grand fatherly advice, came when he paused, looked me in the eye and said ....  

"Don't marry a woman with big hands.  It makes your pecker look smaller."

I also miss my Grandfather. When I die I want to go peacefully, and in my sleep like he did. I`d hate to die screaming and scared like the other three people in his car.

You wrote:

Much was wasted because I was young when he died.  If he were alive today and sharing his gems of wisdom, I'd be a better man.  

You'd be a better "man"..???

I think Tammy is just passing along something she found.  It would help to put it in quotation marks, though.

I remember my grandfathers with great pride and accomplishment for the men they were and the family they left behind -- both of them. One was of Native-American descent (although you'd never guess it by my fairer complexion and blonde hair). The other was a genius and an inventor. They're both terribly missed and thought of often.

Hugs,
Ciara

I have started the process of passing it around the world (along with ALLAMPG's wonderful reply).  Thanks Tammy!

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