My grandfather didn't do much. He'd stay at home most of the time. My mother says he would get lost had he gone to the mall by himself, which was only a block away. Most of the time I'd wonder if he would like to go out and play. Several years later my grandfather moved back to his country to live with my aunt. Whenever we talked on the phone, he would always remind me about the day he walked me to my kindergarden class. He always said, "did you let anyone bud you in line in class today?" That was our little inside joke. Although he's no longer here, I will always remember the day he walked me to my kindergarden class.

My jersey number was in memory of him.