My name is Madison, and I am Arthur's youngest granddaughter. There was no one alike my grandad; he was one of a kind. We called him grandad and although it is unique, it worked out, because so was he. I could write a novel on all of the amazing memories I have with him and the myriad of things that he taught me, but I will keep it short and sweet. He was the smartest and most loving man I know, and today, those kind of men are nearly impossible to find. Even though there are so many things I wish I could tell him and so much advice I want him to give, I know in my heart that he is in a better place. He is looking down on our amazing family, and smiling. I just hope he knows that we are going to take fine care of his love, Grandma. I got to see him the week before he passed, and he was still the sharp, witty, chocolate-obsessed guy that I have always known and loved. He will live on in our hearts forever, and ever.