Hunting squirrel that were eating food from the bird feeders out the back door.The third good thing about my dad is that he told wonderful stories. He had when I was a boy in Utah stories and when I was in the army stories and when you were little stories. One of my favorite stories from his childhood was when he would tell about the summer he had a bear cub as a pet.
Journal Entry 12/23/07
Another good day. Feet are looking better. He ate little bites all day. Fourth Sunday I missed church. Finding I miss worship and missing God's presence although I know he lives in me. Miss worship music but I can't play the radio and hear the intercom when dad beeps.
2 comments:
I miss Grandpa's stories, and his jokes.
This is from the girl that works at the nursing home.
Thank you so much for caring for Grandpa and Grandma. The Love you shared was immense, and did not go unnoticed!
~Betsy
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