01/26/02 Grandpa’s Lap She seems to be at ease. Her face was completely consumed by her smile. She was in what felt like a safe place. Grandpa’s lap always felt like a safe place. He was her hero. He would protect her from anything and everything that may come her way.
He was a brave warrior who would take on the world for her if he had to. He smelled of Old Spice and cheap c having cream. It was a comfortable smell. It was the kind of smell that made her want to curl up next to him. She would always watch him shave in the morning. She would often wonder why she couldn’t shave like Grandpa.
Once he shaved half of his beard off. He said, ‘If you like me with a beard look at this side, and if you like me better without, look at the other side.’ He was silly like that a lot. He was always humming while he shaved. It was always a silly song she guessed. He only hummed because the words to the songs were too dirty for a little girl’s ears. He was in the marines after all.
he didn’t know any frilly songs. Only the hearty, manly, dirty songs. He would sometimes sing her a nursery rhyme when no one else was around. Grandpa was a special man. He retired from the marines, but never retired from the lifestyle.
‘One can take a man out of the marines, but you can’t take the marine out of a man.’ This was one of Grandpa’s favorite sayings. The marine really does stay in a man. It added to Grandpa’s loving personality. It added a feeling of security. It added a lot. Grandpa’s lap was her favorite spot.
The Term Paper on Marine Corps
This one order clearly explains every uniform regulation the Marine Corps has. It goes into to detail on everything from hair color to boots and utilities. From chevron placement to shaven faces. It not only explains the male uniform regulations, but female uniform regulations as well. In this essay, I will explain go over specifically grooming standards for both male and female marines, why the ...
The big chair wasn’t the same when Grandpa couldn’t sit in it any longer. Once he was gone, no one would really sit there. He used to tickle her if she took his seat. Now, there is no one there to tickle her. Who will she sit with in the big, cold, deserted chair? Where will she find a safe place? Grandpa’s still her safe place. He’s still with her.
He wouldn’t miss her wedding for the world. He won’t be able to kiss her on the cheek, or hug her tight. He won’t be there to tickle her, or to applaud her at her graduation, but he ” ll be watching. Grandpa was her safe place.
