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.