My grandpa and me
Ok I know some of you have heard this and I know some of ya havent. But ths is the story of why I became a sailor and what I beleave happened the day I found out grandpa passed away.
I was 10 years old when I jumpped up on grandpas lap and told him, “im going to be a sailor just like you grandpa, im going to join the navy. He hugged me and patted my head and we sat there and watched wrestling. When I turned 17 I went to MEPS and joined the navy. I would gradute from school at 17 and turn 18 in boot camp. Grandpa and I would write letters and make phone calls everyweek. Then one hot day in 1996 we were out to sea and we were doing a underway replenishment. I was one of the gunners that was going to fire the lines across, I tell ya if I never see a better shot then what I made it will be ok by me. It looked as if some one had taken the rubber projectile out of the gun adapter and handed it to the guy on the other ship. I got back inside the skin of the ship and my boss came up to me and asked me to go to the office with him. After several mins of telling him I could go until the event was over he won and I went. As we were on our way to the office my two assistan bosses flanked me and took ove from the boss. One asked me who Barb Erickson was and the other aske dwho Sabrina Erickson was. After I told them who they were they asked about Grandpa. That’s when they told me he had passed away. Now I don’t know what you think of what I am about to tell you, but it is what I feel in my heart. It was grandpa who had taken that projectile and handed it to his or her family. I have yet to see his grave side. And as I write this I remember him well and for the military that know this please join mein telling grandpa you stand releived I have the watch.