A love that spans generations

I just saw a news item about a man who began building a sort of backyard six flags when he heard he was going to be a grandpa.

Both he and his little granddaughter seemed to be enjoying it immensely, but what touched me was the interview at the end where he explained how close he was to his own grandpa and how he hoped to forge that kind of relationship with his granddaughter. Tears ran unashamedly down his face as he talked.

I suspect his granddaughter will be close to him, but not because he built and bought her things.