Grandpa

This Saturday is my Grandpa Walt's Memorial service. He was a strong, tall, quiet, Godly man. He took care of his family with what little money they had and with his big heart. He worked the land as a farmer and cattle rancher in Eastern Montana for most of his life, and even drove a logging truck in Oregon when my mom and her siblings were young. Even though he was quiet, he loved to tell stories, some real and others just to pull your leg...then he would chuckle with his deep, low belly laugh. He had special names for everyone...Bum, my sister Holly was Julio, and all the babies, whether they were a girl or boy, were Oscar. I have so many good memories of my Grandpa. He really enjoyed life and enjoyed living a peacful, simple life in Montana. There was no other place he would rather be, except with my Grandma Alma who passed away 8 months before he did. He knew that she was with the Lord, and wished to be there also. He missed her so terribly that he just never could get on with life without her. Well, now they are in Heaven, worshipping at the feet of the Lord and singing with the Angels...Together, there's really no other place they would rather be.