A memorial to my hero

My grandfather passed away this past March and I have been wanting to blog about how amazing he was for some time so I thought Memorial Day would be appropriate. Lawrence J. Stewart my hero for many different reasons throughout my life. As a little girl I lived with him and my grandmother until I was 7 and I have the fondest memories of snow angels and being pulled around the yard in the sled... I actually can remember his one piece snowsuit with the little belt and his hunter orange headband. In my teens it was his constant praise of my driving...my grandmother does most of the driving so he was always so appreciative of a good driver :) As an adult... there was time when I was in college that he would write letters and I feel sad that I don't have them anymore... but he was always so communicative of his love and desire to do whatever I needed. Looking back I think it was his only outlet to communicate effectively to me at the time. He was later diagnosed with PTSD which he had been battling most of his life after WWII. My favorite memory of him would have to be when I was making my move to Atlanta from Tulsa after college and I was kinda freaking out about the move and I was talking to him on the phone and it was like he became a different person for a moment and said.. " Never say goodbye to people Priscilla, just say see you later." It was like this deep wisdom and I think the only really deep thing he ever said to me but it was the one thing that i will never ever forget as long as I live. My grandfather went to war because he wanted to to protect his family and defend his country... he had an option to say and farm with his brother in law... wanted badly to make his life count for something and for that he is my hero!