Just one more time, I’d like to hear my Granddad singing “Salvation Has Been Brought Down”.
Just once more, I’d like to walk into that house in Yucca Heights and smell Grandma’s roast cooking along with baked apples.
I would like to step up on the porch of Nana’s house, and see her sitting on that blue velvet piano bench playing “The Last Time I Saw Paris”.
I would like to see my Granddad shaking an excessive amount of pepper on his scrambled eggs and gravy.
If only I could, I would like to see my Great Granny smile that smile, and hear her exclaim, “For the love of Peter and Paul!”
On this day, may you be blessed with precious memories. And may you seize every opportunity to create them!