Independent Writing 3

Going through my Grandfather's house, I felt pretty damn lucky to be a good grand-kid. I mean, to love a man and hold onto that love was one thing, but to be able to inherit a home? My fiance was ecstatic. I knew very little about the man. He use to take me fishing, and to the Friday night drive-in, but other than spending anytime a normal grandson would, I didn't really know the man. Moving day had arrived. After lugging all the boxes in, my fiance and I had time tsit and admire the house. The phone rang. "Hon, it's my mom, I'm going to go have lunch with them, okay?" I told her to go, she'd done enough. I was so happy to be with her, and to have a home with her just completed our dreams. So, here I was in my grandfather's home. What to do? I decided to unpack the boxes and bring them up to the attic. To my surprise, the attic was already full. I decided to sift through the old-timer's stuff. Then, in my line of view, a large, black chest embossed with brass. Just a buckle-lock. I unhooked the buckle and started to maneuver my hands through the chest. Oh my God, old articles? Flyers, from dance halls and opening band nights. . .my-Grandfather danced? It's true! old envelopes dyed yellow in age revealed photos and folded certificates of first places and beautiful dance partners. Grandpa! At the bottom of the chest was a photo album. As I cracked it open, other flyers flew out the bottom, and photos of trophies and big bands formd a nostalgic girth round my knealing body. Finally, some pictures of my Grandma. She was so pretty, I couldn't believe Grandpa partied! As I flipped further through the album, I found baby pictures. Oh, wow, Mom? Even some newspaper cut-outs. "Legend becomes a Dad and retires." No wonder I never knew! As I flipped to the final pages of the album, I saw pictures of me. Birthday parties and camping trips. Grandpa, I had no idea Old Man. God, it meant so much too. Overwhelmed with what I found, I picked the giant chest up and hauled it down the attic stairs. Something this special belonged in me and my fiance's bedroom, close to me. I can't wait to tell her when she gets home, or mom, or dad. God, I lov you Grandpa. Thank you so much.