My Grandpa

Friday was my grandpa's birthday. He turned 76. This man amazes me. Just last week I called my grandparent's house and my Nanny told me that something had happened at their house (I forgot what but it had to do with a tree stump) and it busted their water line (or something like that) and that when my grandpa called their plumber he told them that he didn't do that (whatever it was that needed done!) So rather than calling another plumber my Grandpa decides he will just take care of it himself. He climbed under the house... yeah a 76 year old man (OK on THAT day he was 75 but he was about to be 76) ... can you believe that? He also spent hours outside digging and working on fixing whatever had to be fixed. This is not the first time he has done something like this... he retired quite a few years back and sometimes I think he works harder now than he did before! He is truly an All American kind of man... the one that you could still trust a handshake, lover of Nascar, lover of the Braves, full of wisdom and advice.
I know that through anything in life that I could call my Grandpa and he would do everything in his power to help me... now this most likely will come with words of wisdom on how I can do better and make sure that "this" (whatever I am asking his help with) doesn't happen anymore.. but we need that right?
Anyway - I love this man and I know that I don't tell him nearly enough. He is truly the best Grandpa that anyone could want. He has 5 grandchildren and 6 great-grandchildren and we are all truly blessed to have such a wonderful man in our lives.
I can only hope that when I am his age that I have half of the wisdom that he does.