I always have a smile on my face when I think of granddaddy. He was such a sweet man, and had a way of making you feel important even if there were a million people around. But one of my fondest memories of him are from our summer's in Barbados. We would take off and go to the beach at a moment’s notice. He would pack Nick, Tina, Ed, Sasha, Jamol (and whoever else who may have been there)in that white van. We would smile from ear to ear while grandmum was yelling for us to come and finish our chores. I just remember having the best time. And truly being happy and carefree. I just feel love when I remember him, and I always will.