Our Friday visit with Grandpa

Friday night was a rough night for me. Grandpa was tired and worn out when we first got the he was a little talkative, but by the time we left he wanted so bad to tell us something, but didn't have the energy to do it. He tried to spell it out on his board and would get out one word "how" and then fall back asleep. I love my Grandpa very much and hated to leave for the night without knowing what he was trying to say.