as i read through old blog posts and comments and emails, it was startling to me how obvious you were and how blind i was.
thank you, grandpa for your unwavering belief in me and for your quiet, but sturdy love.
when he shared his memories of his earlier years, i could see how much he’d changed, but also, where my dad came from and why he expresses himself the way he does. because of grandpa’s self-reflection, i learned not only about him, but about myself, my family (immediate and extended), and my ancestors as well.
i never saw that coming.
but that was the beauty of grandpa’s educational style of late. he spoke about himself and his experiences as he passed along advice wrapped up with love. sometimes you could only hear his story and sometimes you could only see the advice and sometimes you could only feel the love, but once in awhile, you experienced it all as he intended and you were enriched because of it.
guest post #1 (plus, see comments section)
guest post #2
guest post #3
guest post #4
guest post #5
history lesson (see comments section)
belief in me
science lesson (see comments section)
happy 88th birthday
january 11, 1925 – january 16, 2013




