I don't think that I have written yet about my Grandpa George. He was my mom's dad and we only lost him the year before we lost my dad. This assignment about Branson Missouri reminded me of him. Him and my step grandma would travel to Branson every year. They would get home and tell us about all of the shows that they had seen. I've always wanted to go. Chris teases me about this, but it sounds like fun.