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To Grandpa

Posted on | February 10, 2009 | 13 Comments

Grandpa, you were such a wonderful, kind and loving soul. You had such a profound love for your family and a strong faith in the Lord. After 65 years of marriage, you were still just as in love with Grandma as the day you two met and I hope Bryan and I can live up to your example.

You were an engineer and loved technology. You weren’t afraid of email or the internet. You loved photography and when you went digital, I taught you how to re size your photos in Photoshop. You would document every moment with your camera and would bring out the projector every once in a while to look at days gone by.

Everything had it’s place and was organized and exact. You used to measure out the wrapping paper for the Christmas presents with a yard stick and match the designs and corners perfectly.

When I worked at my summer job during high school, I would come over for lunch every day. You would eat your late breakfast and read the paper. We’d chat about how oil is refined, cars, family history, and your childhood growing up in Altoona, PA.

You still rode your motorcycle until you were 75 and finally decided to sell it.

You were generous with your time and talents and touched the lives of many people.

While we will all miss you very, very much, we all know that you were prepared in your heart and soul for this day. Bryan once made a lighthearted joke that he didn’t believe in dying because there isn’t a future in it. And you calmly stated, “Oh no, there is certainly a future in it.” I truly believe there is a future in it, and we hope to see you again on the other side……..

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