I remember when he took me to meet his family. I didn't know how they would take to me. As we turned down the gravel road he said "Well let me see if pop is on the porch". It was a man standing there with a beard down below his chin. He started laughing at me, because of the look on my face. I thought that was their home, but it wasn't it was the neighbor. He would always remind me of my face and then laugh about it. This will always be in my heart. His family welcome me into their family with open arms. They are my family now and always.