Kind of a hard title to come up with. It's a true statement though, one beaten into my head since I was a little kid. My Grandpa Emmett passed away on September 27th with many from my family there for his last moments. We flew out that weekend for the funeral and it was good to be with family. I didn't take any pictures that weekend so all of the following are from my sister's camera.
She happened to take a picture of the guest list on the Portland temple page
She happened to take a picture of the guest list on the Portland temple page
The skis in the bouquet was a nice touch
He donated a lot of money to USU over the years
We piled snowflakes that the grandchildren made onto the coffin. Of course, the kind of snowflakes that come in a groomed, corduroy form, the way Grandpa would have wanted it.
Grandpa's site overlooks USU's Romney Stadium. I'm sure he enjoyed the Aggies wooping of the Cougars that day.
Bobby enjoyed the tease of riding in the car while not in his car seat. Someday.It was an emotional weekend to say the least. I couldn't have asked for a better grandfather.
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Just leaving a comment makes me think of grandpa/dad. He lived and good life and you're right - He loved you!
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