My Grandfather (Veterans Day)

I think of my grandfather often, I thought I'd write a little about him since it's Veteran's Day.

He was a doctor in the army, he was at the battle at the beginning of Saving Private Ryan. (I can't remember the name of the battle right now.)
He had a purple heart, and touched many peoples lives.
He helped liberate concentration camps and helped to bring people from the camps to America.
He taught me about World War II, showed me pictures from the camps and told me stories about what happened during the war.
I learned alot from him, and many of my interests I share with him.
He traveled around the world and shared stories about other cultures. I remember when he showed me photos from a hospital in China. It showed acupuncture and he explained how Western medicine doesn't believe in it but that it's been used throughout history. (This was years ago so of course it's changed somewhat now.)
I wish I could touch peoples lives like he did.

When he was older and I went through one of my many periods of depression and isolation, I lost touch with him.
Then I found it he was sick, and noone told me until he was dying and I could not go see him.
I feel bad that I wasn't able to stay in touch with him.
I remember the last time I saw him he asked if I was happy, and told me that you have to be happy with what you do with your life.

I think about him often and I wish I could talk to him now. I know that my life would be better if I had his guidance now.