papa

If I could change anything in my life, I would bring papa back. He was my dad’s father and born in 1924. His name was William “Bill” Rosenkoetter and he was a WWII veteran. We were as close as you would expect any grandson and grandfather to be. I would crawl into his lap and just listen to his stories for hour’s upon hours. He would just talk about the war and things he had done in his life. He owned his own business until he retired and was the best with a hammer and a 2 by 4. The man could build anything out of wood, but forget ever working on a car. From the stories I heard he never looked so proud of my father until he held me for the first time after I was born. He died when I was only 5 years old but he has forever changed my life on a daily basis, I look at his military flag every day.  The only thing that him being alive still would change is I would still have a grandfather that was alive and he would have taught me everything he possibly could of about everything he could.