Grandpa never went to school but no one could dispute the insurmountable wisdom that had been stored up in each of his grey hairs I observed as educated uncles & aunts sat at his feet like pupils in a classroom as they all drank from his fountain of knowledge One after the other they presented their cases to him after all, nothing was too hard for him! he seemed to have an answer for everything! I watched in amazement as he solved their problems as easily as a college professor would solve a mathematical equation Grandpa had the habit of speaking in proverbs and riddles which often left us perplexed as we all scratched our heads trying to unravel their meaning Whenever we'd come to visit he would eloquently remind us of our family history he would narrate the story of where we came from he presented our history so well that one might have assumed that they were attending a seminar presentation on human origins We were all greatly touched by his passing because we shall never again have the opportunity to learn from what he had to teach us so, I guess there is some truth to the saying: 'WHEN AN OLD PERSON DIES, IT'S A LIBRARY WHICH BURNS'