He is an ex police officer, and he is my grandfather. He helps mom and me with money problems to make ends meet.
He gives good advice, and funny ones, too. He is fun to hang with, and he likes old things.

He can put up with me, too, because I love dead things. He doesn’t mind as long as I don’t say it out loud to everyone.
He inspired me to become a cop. I also want to be a singer; I don’t know which one to choose because they would both make me happy.
He was there for me when my own dad wasn’t there. My dad left when I was just a baby. I don’t know how old I was. My grandfather took care of mom and me. I’m happy he’s in my life with my family and me. My grandfather is sixty-seven years old now, and still helping everyone out that he can.

He has four girls, so he thinks he knows what we are going through every day.
Carl. W. S. is my hero and always will be.