Proud Grandpa!

I've been thinking about Dad a lot lately. I sure do miss him. The girls still talk about "Pop Pop" anytime they see things that remind them of him. I have his walking cane that he accidentally left here one trip, and a hairbrush he used to brush out his beard to gross us out before we'd go into a restaurant. I also wear his old leather belt - Heidi has another belt of his too. Just little things that we find comforting to have around.


This is one of my favorite pictures of him with the girls. I wish it was better quality (took it with my old cell phone), but it's a clear picture of Rex, my dad, in his tan shirt and overalls pushing a double stroller through a parking lot. He'd always say when people would ask anything about the girls, "I don't know nuthin'. I'm just the Grandpa." Classic Rex!

I'm so glad that he got to meet his little granddaughters. I know he's up there now, telling all the other grand-kids stories and things about Earth.

I love you, Dad. The girls sure do miss their Grump-Pa, too!