Snapshot Memoir

A moment in life that serves as a snapshot would have to be swimming in the pool at Hilton Head with my grandpa. We came back from the beach and jumped in the pool and just floated around and talked about investing. This moment sticks because while I didn't really learn anything about investing time seemed to stand still. It was me and my gradfather just talking and it was fun. He was so knowledgable and I knew nothing and it was nice to feel truly dumb for once. He talked and talked and for the first time in a long time I just listened. I would butt in here or there with a comment about something that was either obvious or with some point that was totally wrong. But Pap never made fun of me or mocked me for my stupidity. I can also remember what the scene looked like. The pool was really warm because we were in Hilton head for Thanksgiving, Pap was laying on his favorite yellow mat in his favorite blue Nautica bathing suit. I was wearing outlandish bright yellow and pink Billabong boardshorts. I think it's cool because people always tell me how much i look like my grandpa. I take that as a compliment because my grandfather is one god looking guy.