fireplace

There are many memorys I have about fireplaces, siting around the fireplace while grandpa talked to us, it was most likely his last christmas. When I asked him what he wanted he told me "son, all I want is one more chance to go fishing." We spent that Christmas sitting around the fireplace talking about old memories, the time he let me drive his truck, times we spent fishing, life lessons he taught us while sitting on his porch chewing jerky and trips we spent down at his farm, when he taught me what hard really was. He told jokes and told stories about the war. We spent his last Christmas making memories that would last a lifetime. He pulled an old photo album off the shelf opened it up and blew the dust off it. There was an old picture of him and some other guy both in uniform, when I asked him who it was he said "Tim, he had me back when we first landed till his plane was shot down in '43." Then he turned the page to his wedding pictures and I could see that wasn't the time to ask him any questions. He then turned to me and said "Its like they say, you should have seen it in color." He looked me in the eyes and told me  if I ever meet the one to savor every moment. Then he opened his gifts I gave him old country record which he loved, spent the rest of the day listening to it and talking about the problems with today's modern music. This moment may have had the single biggest impact on my life.Then he told us he wanted to go to church. So we all got dressed and went to his church, I was amazed when he knew almost every person in the church and he lead us to the spot where he always sat. After the service he showed us where he and grandma got married then he went out to the cemetary and put flowers on her grave. Then we went out to an old fashion style resturaunt once again he knew nearly everyone.
(This is purly a work of fiction)