Once I place the cardboard boxes and the bubble wrap down in the kitchen. I walk over to my father to help him pack up the tv that is in the living room. As I helped my dad with picking up the tv so it can be wrap in bubble wrap. I couldn’t help but remember all the great memories I have collected of me and my grandfather watching movies together in the living room. I remember that when I would come over to my grandparents house to spend the night. I would wait all day in the living room for my papa to get home from work just so later that day we would watch old western movies or older horror movies together in the living room. He would always say as he walked in the door from work “Rus I hope you found a good movie for us tonight” which I usually did. Some of movies i remember we would watch all the time were the Good, Bad, and the Ugly, Aliens, True Grit and Sons of Katie Elder which in my books are just classics. It was one of favorite activities that I would do with my grandfather when I spent the night. I loved it so much that I would fall asleep in my grandfather arms watching them with him on the couch whi...
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...firearm. When he was showing how to clean it he would say “ Make sure you clean even little bit of the gun because one tiny mistake can detrimental to you and your gun.” which stuck with me because it could be applied to anything i could do in life. If I did something I would make sure everything was taken care of one and that no tiny mistake would mess everything up. So as I place his hunting and fishing thing away into boxes I make sure that everything is in order so no tiny mistake would mess everything up.
Once everything i had to pack up was away in their boxes I began to load them into the car. Slowly but surely I got all the items loaded into my mom 's Subrion and as I place the last box of stuff in her car. I thought to myself that even though my grandfather was gone from this world. He will forever live on in the memories I have of him thourgh his thing.
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