My mother’s father passed away around 1:30 this morning. He was an enlister, an explorer, an investor, a farmer, a gardener, a carpenter, a toymaker, a vintner, a reader, a euchre player, a movie buff, and a dreamer. I wish I’d known you better, grandpa.

On honeymoon, 1946

Man at the farthest right; my mother at far right; her brothers in matching striped shirts

Christmas card photograph

With him at Thanksgiving


3 thoughts on “RIP

  1. My condolescences to you on the passing of a wonderful man in your life. I think it is harder for the people left behind than for the person who leaves on their next journey. He looks like such a sweet man and I am sure he has left many wonderful memories for you to remember him by.

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