I love my Dad.
And by extension, I love the people that he loves.
He loved his grandfather, his mother's father. He spent the majority of his childhood living (and working!) on the dairy farm in western New York owned by Grandpa Swanson. He has such wonderful stories about the times spent with his grandfather. His eyes just glow when he speaks of him.
Even though I never had the opportunity to know him, I love anyone that can make my Dad's eyes sparkle like that. That's why this picture is so special to me. It is one of my most favorite people in the world with one of his most favorite people in the world.