Mr. Robinson was a cool grandpa. All the neighborhood kids loved him. He alwayshad funny jokes to tell. He taught them how to play fun games. He even gave them ice cream every Sunday! The kids never wanted to leave his side.

One Sunday morning, the kids were waiting for him to open his door. He never showed up. Mr. Robinson had passed away. Every house was filled with crying kids that night.

The kids would meet at his grave every Sunday afternoon. This went on for many years. They would sit around and tell old jokes. They always brought ice cream.