Although he was only my grandfather by marriage, he never made me feel like that. My mom married my step-dad when I was only 6 years old and I don’t know how long after that I met my Grandma and Grandpa Snyder. Since I lived in California and they lived in Pennsylvania I loved it when we got to spend time together. I have so many wonderful memories of time spent back east. I remember my grandpa eating limburger cheese and onion sandwiches…peeeuuuuu, I can still smell them! I still remember when my parents were going to Niagra Falls and I opted to stay behind with grandpa. I sat with him all afternoon as he showed me his coin collection. Not that I was interested in the coins, but I was thrilled to just be spending time with him. We would sit for hours playing cribbage on his porch. He called me Kitten, and according to my sister Sandy, I was grandpa’s favorite. This was one of the last times I got to see my grandpa, he died while I was in college. I still miss him and think about him often, especially when I am playing a game of cribbage with Melitas.