Favorite Memory

There are so many different memories that I would never want to lose. Having to choose a favorite one is unfair and I am unable to decide my favorite memory. What I will do is I have a memory that I hold very dear to my heart. At age four, my grandpa, my moms dad, passed away. I never got to know him like I would want to and so many things I wish he could have been a part of but he is now watching down on me all the times. Anyways, back to the memory, every time when my sister and I would end up visiting our grandma and grandpa, grandpa would always make us give him a big old squeeze and then he would sneak us a pack of doublemint gum. It would be the 25 cent packages from the store and we would always look forward to gum from grandpa. 

The smell of the gum or seeing it in a store makes the image of my grandpa pop up in my mind. This memory is so dear to me because over all the years it would be the only memory of my grandpa that has stayed constant and never changed or put in my head through stories.