But just think as your sitting and imagine the times.

The first thing I remember from back when I was small

is he teased me about kissing ornamental girls since I learned how to crawl,

and the big 'ol black girls and I he caught me marking them with chalk,

he would make me laugh every time he would talk.

I can still see it like it's a mirage, we talked the most out in the garage.

We would go out to smoke and he would pull out the rum,

then he would say “Go get a cup and I will pour you some,

but we have to finish before we go back inside

'cuz I don’t want your grandma to know there is a bottle I hide."

You see he was the greatest of men the kind you want to meet if you can

Now it’s up to us to honor this man.

I remember going fishing he’d cast for me and let me catch his fish when I was small

the last time I cast for him and he caught them all. Na seriously,

I couldn’t even get a worm on my line before he’d catch a fish and say hey Jerod cast mine.

I said sure Grandpa, that is something I couldn’t not do,

I am 26 years old and this is the 1^st time I casted for you. 

If our family was monarchy he was the king, Grandpa was so smart he knew everything.

If he heard your car was having trouble, he’d find out was was wrong,

then he’d call every 5 minutes to find out what was taking so long

and if he didn’t have the answer he had at least 5 people he could call,

The man had connections with answers to all.

One story I haven’t told, but I’m gonna say

this one time my grandpa found a roll your own cigarette butt in his ash tray.

You see my friend rolled tobacco, something grandpa hadn’t seen before,

so he called me all worried he thought it was a marijuana cigarette for sure…

I said “No grandpa, rip it apart, is it brown or green?”

he said “It’s brown Jerod, what does that mean?” 

I had a good laugh til it dawned, “he is stronger than I…

83 years old and he never got high”…

You see he worked as hard as he can his entire life

to be as much of a man as he can for his family and wife. 

I love my grandpa more then anything…my heart has never been tore

as much as my grandpa telling me he didn’t want to be lifted off the floor,

then I remember what he’d said earlier on…

he said “I am sick of this Jerod and I want the pain to be gone." 

This man was a fighter and with his blood we fight.

You know towards the end he’d wake up in pain and we’d smoke like 5 times a night

and still all he’d say is “you want a menthol or a light?”

Ya he’d tell me how he was feeling, but stressed not to tell anyone how bad

You see he didn’t want you to worry or for anyone to be sad

He was a great man right to the end and I will end with this

“Thank you god for the best grandpa you could ever send”

I wanna thank you all for everything, you have all done your part,

all he hoped is his memory would bring happiness to your heart.