My Pop taught me how to shoot a basketball

My grandpa’s name is Glenn Ray Smith. I call him Pop. He has green eyes and gray hair. He is about 6’2” or 6’3”, and he is getting shorter by the minute. He loves coffee, and he always drinks it. When I see cornbread, I think of Pop because that is his favorite. I love times when we take a ride on the motorcycle. It is fun because I am doing it with my pop, and that is the thing. This is why my grandpa should be the Kentucky Grandparent of the Year.

My pop’s number one thing is his belief in God. If he is not at church I start to wonder where he is. I call him if he isn’t there. I like the things he teaches me about God. He is like my very own pastor. After church we eat and go home and then that night I am still counting on him to be there. I think my pop has the strongest belief in God because he would be at church twenty-four seven if he could, and I hope I will have a belief like him.

One of the best trips of all times was with Pop. Pop always gets me ice cream and coke when we go on trips, but I will tell you about one of the best trips. Me and Pop went to this one store and got a drink and a snack, and then we started back on the road to the Alvin C. York Park. Pop taught me about the mill there, and how they used it. After that we played on a playground with my brothers, but Pop did not play much. The reason that was the best trip is because I was with Pop, and he makes it all better.

Guess who taught me how to shoot a basketball. Pop, that’s who. Pop told me to keep my arm in and shoot straight. I tried for a while, but I could not make it. Then Pop said, “Throw it here.” I did, and he swished it, and Pop made it. Pop goes, “Shoot it your way,” and then I made it. I knew Pop was right. I always lose the games we play. It is alright and we always have fun and I am glad Pop taught me how to shoot a basketball.

I am glad I wrote this essay because it has made me see how special my pop is to me. When I put my thoughts down on paper, I realized that he is a bigger part of my life than I thought before. I won’t take him for granted anymore, and I’m glad I have nominated Pop for the Kentucky Grandparent of the Year.