I will always remember the house of my grandparents... They lived far in the countryside and were farmers, what most of us can't stand nowadays, but I was proud of them, as I am now. They used to have several cows, chicken, geese and sheep. My brother and I spent in their house almost the whole summer helping them around in the vegetable garden and in the household. I loved how it smelled there, the mixed aroma of hay, mushrooms, flowers, apples, plums, pears and earth as a smoke was hanging above us. There was also a train station close to our house and we could see and more than that, hear the trains every 10 minutes.
My grandfather participated in the world war and told me many interesting stories about that time. He also had many "war souveniers", and when it was my 10th birthday, he gave me his old, I'd say even ancient,
binoculars. I remember the feeling when I was holding them in my hands for the very first time. Then later at night my grandfather taught me how to use it, how to find star clusters, planets, how to choose the position for observing and so on. I admired him and he was everything to me at that time. After that he, my brother and I went out hunting at the night the night sky every day. We loved it and were happy together!
When my grandfather passed away, I promised to him and myself, that I will continue watching the sky. And I do! I still love night starry sky, and every time it reminds me about my grandfather, whom I loved and still do.