Yesterday, June 9, 2010 my Grandpa went home to be with the Lord. He was 93 years old and lived a long and happy life. He was married to my Grandma Gloria for 69 years!
I had the wonderful advantage of growing up with a loving Grandpa who I was able to spend a lot of time with.
He fought in World War II and would love to tell us stories about the war. He was an avid hunter and loved golf and baseball.
I can remember many times him teaching me how to swing a bat or instructing me how to drive the little fishing boat at Big Birch Lake and what spots on the lake I needed to be careful of.
Gramps was very old fashioned and not so keen on watching his first grandchild, a girl, learn to drive a boat but he would smile as I
succeeded in getting the motor going and driving around on the lake. I can also remember as I learned how to water Ski, knowing my
Grandpa was up on the boat house watching as I got up on 2
ski's than got up on 1. I would come back soaked and exhausted and he would give me a great big hug and tell me "good job!"
Gramps also loved his yard at Big Birch Lake. He was always so
meticulous about weeds...our "chore" would be to pick up the sticks and acorn's in the yard and when we would have a bucket full of acorns he would smile so big and say, "lets go eat a chocolate chip cookie!". Sweets were one of my Grandpa's favorite things, whether it be my Grandma's chocolate chip or peanut butter cookies he would be sneaking, after every meal my Grandpa would have
ice cream. He loved
ice cream and would have it with any dessert.
Gramps loved family, it was always important to him, whether we were all seated around the table for dinner, or on a boat ride or at Christmas when he would pass out $100 bills to our parents for their gift, he felt a sense of pride. You always knew that he wanted to give to his family in every way that he could.
My Grandpa was a wonderful man and will be missed. In the last couple of years he suffered from Alzheimer's, however
every time I went to visit him he would get a big smile on his face. He may not have been able to communicate verbally his last year of life, but he was able to with his smile.
I will always remember my Grandpa's smile.