Thank you all so much for your kind thoughts and emails about Casey’s grandfather. I can’t believe I am such a blogging slacker to leave that post up here for so long.
Grampa passed away last friday and we went to his service on Tuesday. It was a lovely funeral, if you can describe a funeral as lovely. He and Casey’s grammy were very active in the church so the minister really knew him, which made the service feel very personal. Casey’s aunt, cousin, and sister talked a bit and we all cried. But really it was about remembering one of the most gentle and sweet men we have ever known.
He was cremated and is now housed in an antique 1930’s radio- which seems kinda weird but for many years, he restored antique radios. Used to go to conventions and everything to talk about radios and see what other hobbyists were doing.
I was kind of inwardly scoffing to myself just now when I realized how hypocritical that is… After all, I just drove 2 hours by myself to see a woman talk about knitting. (Not teach something… just talk about it.)
So, maybe the radio convention thing isn’t that bizarre.
Here is a picture of Casey with his grandparents from our wedding- I love this one because this is what his grandparents were always like. Taking care of each other. A great lesson for marriage, that.
Next up, Harlot sighting!