Thursday, January 10, 2019
Mario was my great pop pop. He was my favorite person to be around. He called me “Doll”. Whenever I saw him he would give me a jar of change because whenever he bought something, he would save the change and give it to me. He used to hide coins in the rocks outside his house so me and my brothers would find them. My favorite part of being with him was watching the sunset every day on the deck. I really miss him and I have all of these memories, like eating plain Cheerios with syrup, the cold floor in the house, the uncomfortable blue chairs, flying kites, canoeing, the way the house smelled, and I’m afraid that one day I will forget those things. I don’t want to forget those memories, I don’t want to forget him. So I keep him in my heart and in my prayers.
