Tomato soup and life lessons

 Eric got into his 60s.

 By that time his grandson was 10 years old.

 He would visit his grandfather after school.
 They would talk about some of their future plans.

 But what the grandson wanted to know was if there was tomato soup.
 And if it was going to be good.
And so the old man prepared tomato soup for me his Grandson.
 It was sour and tasted bad, so I poured it out in the kitchen sink.
 
And then he almost slapped me.
Because there wasn't enough to go around in his time.
Anyway, my mistake.
And I stuck by with him. He learned from all of his mistakes, namely an amputated leg, and I learned from mine.

 I took on those lessons, and I became wiser. As he lived here, some of his ideals went into my brain, went into my mind. sure, you could say I learned from them.