Salutes for Grandpa
June 1, 2016 | My Jottings
On Memorial Day I received this photo by text from my son-in-law Jeremy. Four of his and Carolyn’s five children were standing at Michael’s grave.
It’s hard to believe they’re this tall, this far along in life already. It seems like last week when Clara was sitting in a highchair in our kitchen. She used to ask me to sing “Bick-tow-ee in Jesus” to her. She doesn’t ask me to sing any more. It seems like two days ago that Elijah enthusiastically explained to me that he and I had three main things in common, the big one being that we both had lamps! And it can’t be years ago that Vivienne sat in my lap and told me my perfume smelled like “Appley Glump.” Or that the days have long passed when Audrey called us Bocka and Backa. 🙂
Our memories are so precious.
Have a wonderful Wednesday, friends.
So sweet! Hugs to you Julie…what a beautiful cemetery, too!
It is such a pretty place, Shari. Thank you for stopping in, dear friend. xoxo
That picture is so sweet. He was well loved and remembered!
Thank you for saying that, Peggy. I pray that during his last days, Michael felt that deeply. xoxo