Grandpa has been gone for almost 24 years - but he is always a part of our lives.
As the years go by, we seem to learn more and more about him - at least I do, as Dad talks about him.
Often the stories have to do with deer hunting adventures.
Always we go back to the wonderful blessing of his baptism.
They were a handsome couple.
And he was a tender man - always gentle with children.
A treat to see these old photos of him as a child.
The way I remember them best!!
On that happy note, Happy Day to you Pop!!
