A grandfather is someone who has
silver in his hair and gold in his heart.
Grandpa Bentley was in the sunset of his life when I was old enough to remember him. His hair was a silvery gray. I knew him as a tender, kind man. He was cheerful and happy. Grandpa sang Irish songs as he bounced me on his knee.
They say as you age, you acquire knowledge and wisdom from years of living. That being the case, grandpa's challenges and trials in life helped refine him into a man who whose heart became "gold".
Even though he had Rheumatoid Arthritis and lived out his last years in a wheelchair, he always had a smile on his face and a song in his heart. He taught me the value of being happy and positive, even in the face of pain.
