Our family is spending the weekend clearing out my grandparents house. Granddaddy passed this summer and Grandma moved to an assisted living home. She is in a private, one-bedroom apartment, so we really had to scale back how much she could bring with her. When you’ve been married for 68 years and lived to be… Continue reading In The End, It’s Just Stuff
My granddaddy is 94 years old. Physically he is still pretty solid and mentally he has the memory of an iPhone 7. He can recall dates/times of exactly where he was overseas during WWII or what was happening the moment he walked to the preacher's house with my grandma to get married, without anyone knowing.… Continue reading Are y’all combing the boy’s hair?