• When grandpa said that grandma would worry that something had happened to us while we were away from the house I don't think he really ever realized that indeed something really wonderful had happened. I got my first real look at the stars and a memory that nobody could ever take from me.
• I never got to go out into the field with my grandpa again because only two weeks later he died.• I guess he forgot to tell anybody that he was real sick. Or maybe he just wanted to go visit the stars. I miss him so much but I know that whenever I look into the night sky he is looking right back down at me.
• I like to think that God gave him his very own star and that he lives on one of the stars now and each night when he sees me looking up from my bedroom window he shines extra bright just for me to notice him.
• I listen for him too. And, even though he said that we can't hear stars anymore...I can still hear him in my heart.