This is the story of my great grandpa from my point of view, even though I don't know much about him. I know he served in WW2 in the US Army Air Core, and because of it almost missed the date of his valedictorian speech. I know that he always told stories, like a lot of grandparents do. Recently I was told that he was a biochemical engineer at one point in his life, and that he made antibiotics for people. I'm really proud of my great grandpa and his stories, from what I heard he was a very smart and kind man. I'm also proud of him for serving in the army, like a lot of the people in my family.