R.I.P. Papa

My beloved grandfather passed away last night.

Here's one of my favorite pictures of him with one of his best friends later in life, Lola. At the time of the photo, I couldn't find Lola in the house. I asked where she was. He lifted the blanket, revealing Lola upside down, next to him like this was a normal occurrence.

Between his purposeful mispronunciation of Walmart ("Walmarket") and Jason Statham ("Jason Strayham") to his unexplainable love of hoarding flashlights and batteries, he was always trying to make you smile whether intentionally or not. Without fail, he had a dozen Hemstrought Bakery half-moons waiting for me every time I came to visit. He preferred me to drive his car when he wanted to go to the store so it felt like he had a chauffeur. He had a knack for telling old jokes in a fresh way, making you laugh no matter how many times he told them. He remains one of the funniest people I've ever met.

Generous. Stubborn. Hilarious. An old-school DIYer. He was everything you wanted in a grandfather.

I will miss him. A lot.


  1. Offering condolences and warm thoughts anyway. I miss my grandma every day and she passed in 1999. It's amazing how much of an imprint they have on our lives once we're old enough to appreciate them. Count yourself blessed to have had him in your life for so long. Big hug.

  2. He sounds like someone I'd want to hang out with. It's awesome that you had the opportunity to know him as an adult!

  3. I love the photo and the mental picture you painted for me with your words about him. If you don't want condolences, then how about congratulations on having such a powerful person & influence in your life for so many years? Seems like he was a guy to celebrate, not mourn. Thinking of you.


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