Editor's note: The following was written by Sandy Young in the perspective of Fabian to honor his grandpa, Bill Lindsey.
My grandpa Bill Lindsey is my hero. Everyone who knows me knows I cannot talk or communicate like others. I was born with autism and other things, but grandpa cares so much about me. He raised me since I was three. He always treated me as if there was nothing wrong with me.
We went everywhere together. Grandpa has always been my hero, my best friend. He calls me son. Everyone knew grandpa. We were called the Pepsi boys from the girls at the general store because we loved Pepsi. We went shopping together or just went riding around town in grandpa's big car. He loved big cars.
Grandpa treated me like a king. He always made sure I had the best clothes and the best teachers, and they are the best. He was a wonderful cook, too. He put his heart and soul in all he did.
Now grandpa cannot do that because he is so sick with cancer. He knew he could not take care of me. So grandpa got the right people to find someone to take care of me. What a loving man.
I now live in the Mosaic home in Macomb. They bring me back to Canton for school and to see grandpa.
He is in Graham Hospital, room 287. Cards would be great. You know I can't talk, but the wonderful teachers taught me how to use a touch screen. So, I pointed out 'I love you, grandpa.' Tears came to my eyes. I will see you some day grandpa. I will speak then. But for now, I say it with a touch screen. I love you grandpa.
We love you too, Fabian and Grandpa.