Argyl Lee Wayne

My Grandpa passed away yesterday and the funeral is set for either Wednesday or Thursday. We didn't grow up knowing my Grandpa very well, but the past year, since my Grandma died, we have spent more time together. We weren't the only family that didn't spend much time with him, none of my other cousins took the time either.

When my Grandma died and he sold the farm, Brandon and I went over to help him pack and move. It was at this point that I realized that I was probably the only Grandchild that actually did much for him. Every year I would mail him a Christmas card with a family picture. I found these pictures through out his home. One in the kitchen, one on a mirror in his bedroom, one used as a bookmark in one of the books he was reading. I was touched and honored, but at the same time sad. At that point, I made the decision to visit more, call more, to just be a better granddaughter.

No matter the length of time between my visits, he was always so excited to see me. When I married Brandon, he was totally excited that he could talk farming with someone. Brandon would talk to him for hours about farming, which I'm sure made them both very happy.

Here are some pictures I took from his last birthday this past February. He was loved and will be missed!