School started again last week. Bye bye summer, hello 8th grade. We had to do an assignment in one of my classes where you bring in an object or picture that means something to you and talk to the class about why it is special. I know it sounds like a kindergarten assignment, like show and tell, but it isn't at all. The object couldn't just be a piece of Lego, it had to be something that affects your life. (I guess to someone a Lego could be really meaningful, but it doesn't do much for me. ) I brought in a picture of one of my grandfathers, Bob Thiele.
My other grandparents are probably reading this and are getting ready to call me up and say, "Why didn't you bring in a picture of me?"
Well... I'll answer that right now. My dad's dad is my only grandparent I never got to know because he died when I was less than three months old. There are only two ways I can really relate to him and remember him. One is by hearing stories, and the other way is through music. He was in the music business; he was a record producer, songwriter, etc. He happened to write and produce one of the most recognizable songs that people of all ages know. The song is What a Wonderful World.
I'm not saying that I necessarily will be all the things he was. But I know what I love... singing. And remembering him, for some reason, inspires me to just stick with it. I love you, Grandpa... which is something I'm able to tell my other grandparents all the time. Just wanted to say that.