My grandfather was the loving, sweet, funny grandfather we all had. Warm hugs, smiles he gave me, and of course, his old sweet chuckle, yep, that's him. I remembered when I was little, I would always call my grandfather 'Mr. Candy Man' because of his little secret cabinet he'd put all his stash of candy in. "Mr. Candy Man, why do you keep you're candy place a secret?" I would ask, and my grandfather would always replies with, "Ellie, I keep it a secret because I want to hide the candy, just for you. So no one can take the candy, but you." He was actually good at keeping the candy a secret, I didn't even know he had a candy stash until he told me. Even my mom, dad, aunt, and uncle didn't even know! I would remember his gray beard, and his big blue eyes. He was someone special, the type of special person that I would always remember and would always be in my heart.
