My grandparents played an important role in my early years. Let me start with my grandfather. Claude Willis. He was a severe alcoholic his whole life. I don’t know much about him and only met him once. A couple days after I was born. He was in the hospital dying of psoriasis of the liver. My mom wanted him to meet me before he passed. She hurried to get me there in time. We made it. He got to meet me and hold me. When we left we got down to the parking lot and before we could leave the hospital we were told he passed away. He literally held on to meet me before he went. I love that story. I’m honored for that privilege.