Today we made a trip to the mountains to wish my grandfather a happy 92nd birthday. Here he is walking out of his shop after finding a tool my dad and I needed to borrow from him:
The last living member of a 397-man troop, time spent with him is always inspiring. He recounts war stories like they happened yesterday and still works in his shop daily (starting at 4:30am). He also never misses a chance to take a playful jab if you give him a chance. And he still calls his son every day to pray with him. Every time my wife and I see him he asks her how I’m treating her, then looks me in the eye and says, “you’ll have to answer to me if she ever gives a bad report.”
He taught me to use almost every woodworking tool he owns, but observing his consistency in character over the years has taught me more than anything.
I hope to leave a legacy as meaningful as him.
2 thoughts on “Happy 92nd, Papa”
Thanks for sharing this. Your Papa seems awesome.
Thanks dude. He’s a pretty incredible man.