I would like to wish a Very Happy Birthday to the man who made the name Dawson look good long before James Van Der Beek made it famous. As a Veteran, business man, father/grandfather, shrewd dog haggler (Madchen was always worth more than a nickel), accidental surplus gourd grower, and all around pretty awesome human being, I can say with confidence that my Grandpa is better than yours… not that yours isn’t great in his own right, but he’s no D.A….
My grandfather is one of those rare individuals that is so genuinely kindhearted and warm that you feel special in his presence. I know this because I have always felt that way. While grandparents in general are a gift, having an exceptional one is something beyond words. Not only is my grandpa a great man, but he has always taken the time to help turn each of his grand-kids into a great person, no matter how imperfect or flawed any of us may have been at any given moment.
For as long as I can remember, my grandpa has been curious, child-like and full of humor about pretty much everything. He played wiffle ball with us as kids, danced all night at my cousin’s wedding, tried and failed to sneak me glasses of wine to drink at Christmas before I turned 21 (1 week later), and taught me how to whistle and fill out crossword puzzles simply because I wanted to know how. He always pressed upon all of us the importance of being honest and inquisitive, and showed us what both looked like by being them himself.
So Grandpa, although you may not have mastered the art of smiling in photos yet, you’ve taught me more about life than I could ever begin to thank you for. I cherish every memory I have with you in it, and want to thank you for not only being a great grandfather, but for also sharing your stories and memories with me over the years. I must have won the lottery to be lucky enough to have been born into a family that included you. I love you very much and can’t wait to spend your birthday with you! – Love always, Susan