Grandpa Frayne

My Grandpa Frayne passed away on Fathers' Day. 

When I was little, he'd come to my house every morning to spend time with me.

He taught me all kinds of silly songs that I loved to sing with him.

He'd wrap a pillow around the bar of his bike and we'd ride together over the "clink-clinks."

He took me to the park and we rode on the "white lamb" and the "brown dog."

He never missed one of my piano recitals school plays or choir concerts.

When I was at BYU, he came and went bowling with me.

Before I left on my study abroad, he said, "Now, don't get mixed up with Pierre or Jean-Claude."

He'd always say, "What kind of a kid are you?" and I'd always say, "Just Aub."

I felt so special and loved by him, even though he had 24 other grandchildren.

He made me want to be kinder and more gentle.

I adore my Grandpa and I miss him terribly.

I'm thankful for the knowledge I have that I will see him again.