timex

just now, in my class, my professor showed us a 1960's commercial for timex watches. this made me think of my grampa's timex watch and how he thought it was so neat that he got it from time magazine.

this simple thought of my grampa did not make me sad, did not make me tear up, or did not make me feel depressed; in fact, i actually smiled in class. when my professor asked why i was smiling, i simply replied that my grampa wore a timex watch.

i miss him, but i'm happy.

this relatively resembles my grampa's timex