A Tribute To My Grandpa, Thomas Watkins
Many words describe the type of person my grandpa was: Funny, charming, witty, honest, loving, hard working, stern, loyal, reliable, old-fashioned, strict, solid, good, jack of all trades, man of his word, kind, stubborn and family man are just some of many that come to mind.
Pap and Granny showered my bothers and me with unconditional love and were always there to lend a helping hand-truly the best parents ever. However, I must admit, there were times I thought my parents were so old fashioned that they truly didn't understand the world-like I did.
Go ahead and call me old-fashioned. It's OK, I won't be offended. In fact, I may just take it as a compliment.
Being old-fashioned means, to me, that the things parents are finding amusing these days just don't do it for me. I watched the videos people posted when Jimmy Kimmel suggested to parents 'as a joke' that they lie to their kids, telling them they ate all their Halloween candy, and then film and upload the kids' reactions. And I read the blogs about parenting that people rave about, even when the titles are off-putting to me. But instead of yelling "Hilarious!" and sharing them from my Facebook page, I cringe, and wonder why these things are going viral. The only deduction I can make is that I'm behind the times.