Grandpa Ed

My sweet Grandpa Ed passed away on Saturday afternoon. We will sure miss him!

I am lucky to have had him in my life and i'm so thankful that my girls and Trevor had a chance to get to know him as well.

He was always so cute with my girls. He loved reading books with them. Molly loved to color or paint with him too. He loved to come over and watch the little kids play.

Our birthdays are only 3 days apart, so every year we celebrated our birthdays together the sunday before. Every year for my whole life. I'll miss that.

I grew up only a few minutes from their house so we always got to see them a lot. 

Grandpa was always at every football game my brother played, always there before the rest of the family. He was always so supportive of us.

I remember playing pool with him at their house and having him time our races around the yard.

Grandpa never wanted to over stay his welcome or be a bother to anyone.

He was one of the sweetest, most humble men i've ever met. He never wanted to talk about himself but was always interested in what was going on in everyone else's lives. 

He always seemed so big and tough when I was little.

He wore the same style of jeans every day. Light blue, with a good crease down the front. He had several matching pairs hung in his garage at all times. He also always wore the same style of shoes.

I remember going boating with him and he always wore long socks, even if he had sandals on. I don't know if i've ever seen his feet.

When Trevor and I got married, he never knew if he should hug grandpa or shake his hand. They usually ended up in an awkward high five.

Grandpa loved going to the gym to play handball. He also loved to golf.

He was such a hard worker. Every time i'd go to their house he'd be outside pulling weeds or sweeping out the garage. He didn't like to sit still. Even two weeks ago my parents went over to help them take down their Christmas tree and he already had it all cleaned and boxed up.

When we moved into our house, he insisted he come help paint. At 82 years old he was up late one night helping us paint our bedroom. 

He was always busy. Whether it was planning a trip, working on projects around the house, etc. He always had something going on.

He was thoughtful. Several times i've gotten sweet little notes from him in the mail. His favorite gift to give were those little packs of 20 $1 bills. 

He was a great caretaker for my grandma and truly loves her. He is a great example for me of love and charity.

I love you, grandpa!