This wonderful man turns 90 years old today.
My grandpa is my hero and my favourite person.
In his 90 years he has left home for 10 years to learn how to be the brilliant architect he now is, played the violin all over Europe, had two incredible daughters, hit a hole in one, become an ace billiards and bridge player, amassed a plethora of hilarious (and often dirty) jokes, perfected the art of whiskey drinking and most importantly, given me my childhood.
I have never met anyone more hardworking (he still goes to the office) or more determined to enjoy life than him. If I am lucky enough to grow to be even a little like him I will consider my life a success.
I love you Grandpa, Happy Birthday. (This is him picking up the violin after more than 30 years.)