Today was my grandpa’s 87th birthday. From him I’ve received much of my smarts and a lot of my outlook. I’ve inherited his appreciation for how things work and his growl. He took his family across the world, and I now seek to travel as much as I can. His recognition that every person is a free individual was passed down to my father, and then to me. He’s lived quite an amazing life, and he’s not through yet. Thank you Grandpa for all the laughter you spurred in my childhood, for all the blocks and puzzles and bows and arrows. Thank you for your example of how to live a full life. I love you, and happy birthday.