When I was young, my grandmother and grandfather raised me. I have so many memories of them and above all I love my grandfather since I always played with my grandfather and slept with him. When I was in America, my grandfather died and I was unable to attend his funeral. Until now I feel guilty because he is my special and precious to me. After returning to Korea, I visited my grandmother and grandfather's house. At the time, I couldn't do anything and I cried a lot because his home reminded me of my childhood memory, which was with him. He played, talked and ate with me at his house and we did everything at his house. Even though I don't have a son, I totally sympathize with White's spirit and thinking. My childhood memory is precious to me as is White. White can smell his father when he's at the lake, and I can smell my grandfather when I'm at his house. If I'm married and have babies, my babies will remember my parents as