Yesterday was the anniversary of the day that I lost my first grandparent four years ago. I remember the day so clearly...and thankfully I also have many memories of the love my "papa" had for me. The harder the whisker rub...the more you were loved. :) Papa always had a twinkle in his eye and a smile on his face. We bounced on his knees, swung outside on the swing he made and made trips to A&W with him.
In his younger years, Papa made beautiful dresses for my Grandma and they went out dancing every weekend with their friends. My grandparents owned a motel together and worked hard so that they could retire early.
Me and Papa on his motorcycle...
I love you Papa!
2 comments:
That's a great picture of you and your grandpa. He sounds like he was a wonderful man.
Vivid narrations..My thoughts are with your great grandpa..I'm your fan..
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