Flashback Friday

This is my gram and grandpa. My grandfather died in 1997 right at the start of the year. He was such a funny, well loved and incredibly generous man. I loved spending the little bit of time I got to spend with him. They lived in Florida and would only come up in the summer, and then I was only with my dad every other weekend. I used to love to sit around and listen to the stories they would tell about my dad when he was yound and adopted him and about all of the parties and guests they would have at the camp. My grandfather had a 'claw' that he always tried to pinch us with, he loved globs of butter on his Chips Ahoy chocolate chip cookies and toast burnt right over the flame. He hated to wear his false teeth but that never stopped him from eating anything! He in fact tried many times to barter them for something he found more useful. He loved my grandmother to pieces and always wanted to help her even when he could no longer move on his own. "Leave the trash there, 'Cil'. I'll get that for you". He was always working on his 'girlish figure' (as witnessed by all the butter) and proclaimed every meal 'another job well done'. He loved to give and provide to all he knew and didn't. Tearing up many bills for money people owed him.

He is greatly missed everyday and every year that passes!