Grandpa's Grave

Last night I tracked down and visited my Grandfather's grave at the Fort Snelling National Cemetary in Bloomington, MN. I was the only one at the cemetary, besides one solitary young woman about 100 yards away. Seeing my grandfather's grave really brought back a lot of memories, and reminded me how much I miss him. He was a wonderful man, always spoiling his grandchildren, not just with material things, but also with love. I'll never forget fishing with him at the family getaway in northern Minnesota, or being at his house on Christmas, and going down the street for the midnight Christmas Eve service. Priceless memories, we miss you Grandpa.



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