Pawpaw | Friday, June 24th, 2016

 

Pawpaw

My grandfather, Floyd

 

I still feel my grandfather with me. It’s so hard to believe that he’s gone. I know it. I keep looking at his pictures, but I still can’t believe it.

My grandfather was a great man. He was known as “Boy Dog” to his family and friends. But he was “Pawpaw” to me. He was a life guard in his younger years. He loved swimming so much that he purchased his own pool and opened it to the public so that black kids could have something positive to do in the 1980’s. When he and my grandmother proposed to add to the pool by building a canteen for games and food, the people in the neighborhood protested against them. The people said that it would cause vandalism. After that, grandfather and grandmother let it go.

He was a Veteran. He loved to box. He put together his own soft ball team. He also owned clubs in the Tulsa area named Floyd’s Hideaway. From that, he formed his own pool table team who played in Tulsa clubs and the neighboring towns. In his last years, he worked as an elementary school crossing guard. The kids, parents, and teachers all loved him.

I’m going to miss him a lot, but I know he’s still with me.

I’ll be going over to my grandmother’s in a little while to be with my family.






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