My grandpa is 93 years old and an incredible man. He was born in Clarno, Oregon (which is near John Day & on the John Day river). He was a rancher till his kidneys started to fail him. I know some of his history because my sister helped type up his autobiography on his life on the ranch. I grown up hearing about the ranch (which was bought by BLM many years ago). It has always made me long to ranch myself.
{My Grandpa & Great-Grandson on his 93rd birthday}
My grandpa is rather feisty even at his old age. He and I always bump each other and lightly punch each other on the arm.
He is very loving and I have learned so many invaluable lessons about relationships and the true nature of love by watching how he and my grandma interact and the care/love he shows through deeds to her. My grandparents aren't big on saying "I love you" but I have never questioned whether they loved me or each other. Their every action is done in love.
My grandpa amazes me. He has had diabetes for 40+ years and still till this last year been kicking around quite a bit. My grandparents live with my parents (partly due to the fact my grandma is almost completely blind). The first thing my grandpa wanted was a shop so he could go and make things. He is a Carpenter by trade. He has made us a number of things through the years. Including a jewelry box which I hold dear.
{My Grandparents at my Grandpa's birthday party}
{My Grandpa, Grandma, Sister, & Nephew}
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