A Man With Class

Our sweet Grandpa passed away last night, after struggling for several years with, mostly, missing his sweet wife terribly.  We've all cried a little bit, but more than that, we know that Grandpa was ready for the next step.   He was greeted with loving arms by his amazing wife, his youngest daughter, and his Heavenly Father, who is incredibly proud of him.

I married into Grandpa's clan, but I quickly learned that Grandpa and Grandma were superglue holding their family together.  I feel so blessed, and more than a little intimidated, to have their example to look to as I raise my family.

 

I think one of my favorite memories of Grandpa was when BJ and I visited Hawaii with our two girls, who were then three and almost a year old.  Bug's favorite thing to do was go into Grandpa's office and sit on his lap and just talk to him.  I'm pretty sure he didn't understand everything coming out of her cute little mouth, but he listened intently to every word.  I, too, enjoyed just visiting with him.  He loved talking about the church talks he was listening to on tape, his temple trips with Kathie K and his weekly phone calls with Kathy Jo.  

I know there's a presumed "celebration" that's supposed to go with your 100th post.  I can't think of a better way to celebrate than to acknowledge the life of a great man who left behind him a big mark on the world.  

We Love You, Grandpa!!