My grandfather was one of a kind, even for a dragon. He learned bakery, shoe-making, cooking, tailoring, bookbinding, electricity and carpentry, among many other things. He put heart and care in everything he did, even if he wasn't a master on it. He started the Grand Library that's now at the Dragon Cave and he did read each of those hundreds of books, including the encyclopedias and dictionaries.
He was the personification of courage. He invented the term "face adversity with a smile". His best cure for even the worst of pains was making jokes -and he did experience some of the worst pains. Even with open wounds that ran from side to side, he would be singing or making others laugh.
Often, doctors would only believe his condition was critical because of the medical tests, and they would be astonished he could still be joking with those who came to check on him. Actually, many times they were shocked he was not just still alive, but sporting such nerve and spirit.
The patients who shared room with him would improve significantly while he was there, and sadly decay when he was discharged. Instead of complaining about his pains or ailments, he would be encouraging and cheering those in the other beds.
My grandfather was a captivating storyteller, a baseball lover, a Yankee fan and winner coach that led his teams to championships. He had many nicknames. "Capi" for Capitan, "Granddad" and "Torero" (bullfighter in Spanish) because he was also an expert in bullfighting. He was great in Ballroom dancing and women would take turns for a dance with him. His favorite was the Paso Doble.
Today is my grandfather's birthday and I couldn't have a video with dwarves and dragons dancing, but this Paso Doble is for da greatest dragon in history. For the best Dancing Dragon ever!
Que viva la fina estampa, Torero! This dance is for you. Happy Birthday, wherever you are.