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Wednesday, February 13, 2008


This past week would have been my father in law's 80th birthday.  He passed away a year and a half ago.  And he is dearly missed.

He was the kind of man, that was honest, hard working, frugal (except when it came to his grandkids),family oriented, and enjoy all that life had to offer.   I loved him to pieces.   He had WW2 stories that would curl your hair.  

John was his only child.

Our oldest son heard most of them at the edge of his seat.  His grandpa was his hero growing up.  Our daughter cherished being cherished by him.  She would talk and talk and talk to him, and he would listen with the sweetest smile on his face as though there was nothing more important in the world then her new doll's outfit.  Samuel was just getting to really know him.  He was devasted when he passed away.  He has heard all the stories from his siblings, and may the stories be passed on from generation to generation.  And playing Trivial Pursuit with him when he was not on your side was a nightmare.  We all tried to get first dibs on him.

We sure did love him.

And boy do miss him.

And another note:


Here are our beagles.  Who will never win any kind of a prize, except maybe for dumbest dogs alive, but we love 'em anyway.

Daisy, who is a 15" 20 pounds.

And Reilly who is a moose weighing in at 47 pounds.

And let me say something about the weather around here.  ITS COLD.

This weekend, it was 9 degrees outside, but the winds were whipping making it feel like -4.  Samuel & John had the bright idea of starting a fire outside in the back yard.  After about 20 minutes they finally managed to get one going after the flame kept being blown out by the ridiculous winds. 

After I took this picture and saw it on the camera, I realized that Samuel was out there with only a turtleneck & fleece!!!!!  I dragged his scrawny little neck inside and bundled him so that he couldn't even move.  He got such a lecture while getting those layers on. " You are going to get Pneumonia and die" kind of lectures.   I forgot to take a picture of him after he was bundled up. It was a bit comical. 

And so, as I look out the window today and watch the freezing rain coming down on the snow, I am ever so glad that I don't have to go out.


Becky said...

Yay for the "you are going to get pneumonia and die" lecture. Every mother's favorite!

And yay for beagles. Yours are adorable. I love a beagle. And I am so glad this lowly, unappreciated best friend can be awarded such a high honor.

Becky said...

Sweet, sweet post on your father in law too. He seemed to be a wonderful man who loved you all dearly.

Grafted Branch@Restoring the Years said...

47 pounds?! That's disgusting! In a cute, only-a-beagle-could-pull-that-off kind of way, of course. ;)

Yay for the beagle!

Grafted Branch@Restoring the Years said...

Oh! I lost track. Was the beagle on the same post as your kind FIL?

I'm sorry. I know how it is to lose and really miss a good man from the older generation. Such a void. :(