I idolized my grandfather. He was a brilliant man.
He was a World War II veteran, a rule-breaker who enlisted in the U.S. Army prior to finishing his high school education requirements.
He was a musician, waking me up during summer mornings on the farm with classical music. This inspired me to become a violinist at just 7 years old.
He was a mayor, respecting, representing, and fighting for Lovettsville, a small town full of people that he loved, even though its future was blurry.
He was a pioneering engineer, creating custom control panels for complex electrical grids in a world without computer technology.
This led him to become a successful entrepreneur, turning his passion into profit. He even changed his company logo from a green line to a black one, because he could finally afford the black-label Jack Daniels.