He was one of the smartest men I knew. He's always been one of my biggest cheerleaders, helping me with sports, coaching my basketball team with my dad, sitting on the sidelines at my track meets, helping me with math and science homework, cheering me on in whatever I've done.
Growing up he took me on a number of trips, and I have so many memories of the places we went together. The first time I saw the Grand Canyon was with him. We went to Disney World a number of times. No matter where we stayed, he made sure I had a pool to swim in, because he knew I loved to swim and dive. They are all trips I'll never forget.
He called me "Wendy Jane." No one else calls me that.
My grandpa was a big reason why I've continued writing this blog. I don't think very many people read it anymore, but he always did, and loved seeing the girls' pictures and hearing about their lives. He was the blog's biggest fan. A lot of times I would write, even when I didn't have a lot to say, just because I knew he would be checking and want to hear something about them!
We lost him on Friday.
I love you, Grandpa. I love how much you loved my girls and me. I will miss you.
2 comments:
He's not the ONLY one who still reads your blog, Weed! Keep writing....it's a history of YOUR family!
Guess Mom and I will have to take over the cheerleading!! :o)
Thank you for this tribute to Grandpa, Wendy. He loved you so and was so proud of you!
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