Wednesday, October 28, 2015
<p>First memory I hold</p>Jim became my grandpa when I was about 8 or 9 years old and my first memory of him is a car ride we took together. He was taking me to my mom, and we stopped at Carl's Jr for lunch. At that time, I didn't eat fast food very often and he told me I was allowed to order whatever I wanted. Well to my 8 year old brain, that was the greatest thing ever! I remember being so happy to be "grown up" enough to order my own meal. I don't remember what we talked about, but I remember talking the entire time! Anyone that knows Jim knows he is more of a quiet man. Haha I don't know how he sat through the entire meal and the hour drive home with me talking the WHOLE time, but he just let me continue on. I told my mom that he was a very nice man and I liked him. The only thing he said about me? "Well she is a chatty little thing, isn't she!" I will remember that day forever.
