I am John Watson's eldest grandson. I am currently in university and have to write an essay on memory that I wish I could relive. The memory is the last time I spent with just Papa. He took me to a blue jays game for my grade 8 graduation. Baseball was something that we always bonded over. It was both of our favorite sports and I would always enjoy watching games and talking about baseball with him. So when I look back it was fitting that the last time I got to spend just one on one with him was at a ball game. I remember going to dinner at the Lone Star cafe in downtown toronto. I got a burrito that was so big I had to eat it with a fork and knife and he had to help me finish it. When we got to the game he bought me an ice cream and we watched one of the most exciting blue jays games I have ever seen. They won by a score of 7-6. I will always cherish this memory and still think about him when I watch baseball games.