Chief

92 is a big number, especially when it is one that is used when counting years. Grandpa Chuck would have turned 92 next month. A restaurant he and Grandma used to go to would give you a percentage off your bill if you ate there on your birthday (so if you were 50 that day they'd give you 50% off, if you were 6 that day they'd give you 6% off - I think you get the picture). Grandpa was looking forward to the day they'd have to pay him to eat there! He got close, that's for sure!

Grandpa was a Navy man through and through. He'd be more than happy to answer to 'Chief' any day. He and Grandma were married for more than 65 years. He was a hard worker and could fix just about anything. He loves to tell about the rescue missions he's been on. They are pretty incredible.

One of my favorite stories he would tell was of when he and Grandma were dating. They would go to an ice cream parlor and share a milkshake or an ice cream soda. They would sit real close together and he would pinch her straw to make sure he got as much milkshake as he wanted! I loved it.

Grandpa passed away this morning. I think I miss him already. Perhaps a milkshake is in order.