Grandfather isn’t big on having his picture taken, takes more than a little cajoling and time for him to give it due consideration.
One time having consented I half jokingly said he should strike a regal pose, we kind of looked at each other in what could best be described as a pregnant silence before he started laughing, and I wasn’t exactly sure what was going on.
Finally he smiled and said “you want me to look like a dog?”, he had mistaken my words thinking I had said Beagle, and confessed he thought about it and didn’t know how to go about achieving the desired effect.
We both started laughing then as I corrected the misunderstanding and he offered the opinion he didn’t know how to go about looking regal either – a bad choice of words on my part but a word that reflects my impression of grandfather.
A humble man who has an unmistakeable quality and air about him I would liken to an eagle, who even when in repose radiates confidence and stature.
I’ve yet to see any raptor without being impressed, and though grandfather could never be characterized as being of a predatory nature he possesses the same calm, the same assurance, the same grace of movement, and the same piercing eyes.
He and grandmother are both more than a little suspicious of the internet, especially after hearing about scam artists, hackers, and prevalent privacy issues – even more so when learning a hacker can take over a person’s web cam and spy on them.
Which reminds me of a video I saw once where a former CIA agent advised people to place a piece of tape over their web cam lens.
Grandfather says he marvels at the way things have changed in his lifetime, some good and some bad, but if the choice is his he prefers the old ways.
Things could be hard at times but people pulled together and looked out for one another, not so much anymore, and it seems to him a lot of people want to be something they are not – which he cannot understand because you are born being who you are and die being who you are, so better to be honest about it.
That’s a near revolutionary thought – be who you are, strive to be the best you can be, and forgo pretense.
That’s something else I greatly admire about grandfather, he hasn’t an ounce of pretense.