I loved him because he gave us hugs and high fives.
I remember he fought in wars.
I loved him because he was friendly.
I remember he always told great stories.
I loved that he told us stories about Jesus.
He always carved crosses and other beautiful things.
He liked church.
He prayed a lot and was good at blessings.
I remember he was funny.
I remember that he cared for us and wanted to keep us
safe.
He loved everyone.
He loved the crucifix and Jesus.
He was always smiling.
He always prayed for farmers.
He made us feel special.
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