ABSTRACT
The lives of my grandfather and me were intertwined almost from the beginning of my life. At the time I was born, my grandfather was also in the hospital and recuperating from a heart attack. He would name me after his sister and himself; he would take on the role of father, and make all the important decisions in my life regarding school, residence, friendships, activities, and family matters. He was the only father I had. As he had adored and idolized his father, so too did I idolize him and adore him.
