Today Grandpa would be turning 82.
Just thinking of him brings a smile to my face and fills my heart with joy. He was a wonderful man who loved the Lord. He passed that heritage on to his 4 children.
He absolutely loved children! All eleven of us grandchildren knew it and so did his grands now numbering 33.
Some of my favorite memories were staying all night with them. We would sleep on the hid-a-bed in the living room and always wake up to the aroma of bacon and coffee. Even though it was still very early, I would get up and sit by grandpa at the table and grandma would pour me a bowl of Lucky Charms and we would eat our breakfast together.
I remember him giving us rides in the tractors and going with grandma to take him a meal in the fields.
I remember riding with them back and forth to VA to visit my cousins.
I remember his whistle and his funny sayings like, 'Here we go down the road, carrying old big 6 down the road'.
I remember his funny jokes and his orneriness.
I remember him stopping by just to see how his great grandchildren were doing and what Jeff was up to.
I remember those rough, stiff, hard worked hands.
He loved people and people loved him.
I am very honored to have been able to call him grandpa.
He is missed by many but remains very dear in our hearts.
Bailie remembers combing his beard while sitting in his recliner. She remembers the toys he made for the great grandchildren out of wood. She was 5 when he died.
Rylie remembers wearing his hat. I don't know if this is a memory or just because we have pictures for she was only 2 when he died.
What do you remember about him?