Every time I see recently planted tomato plants, I get misty-eyed.
It reminds me of my grandpa Louie.
This Saturday marks the 40th year of his passing. I think about him often.
He was a kind, gentle and wonderful man.
Grandpa Louie holding me when I was 7 days old.
Grandpa Louie and I loved planting tomatoes.
Each spring, the small patch of dirt in my parents’ backyard became a vegetable garden.
In memory of grandpa, I tried my hand at planting tomatoes this spring.
The results were underwhelming, to say the least.
However, I learned something about myself, investing and life from it.
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Regards & God bless,
Founder, Real Talk
