I can't believe it's already been a year since my grandpa lived with us. I feel so honored and priviledged to have had him in my home, even if it was for a short time. We miss him terribly. The kids still talk about him. Isabel remembers him giving her peanuts and Gabe remembers him being forced to eat peanuts! (You had to know him to get that) He was one of a kind. I'm reminded of each time I walk out into my yard and look at the plants he made me plant. Yes, I use the word made literally. Now, I am so glad that he did. And papa- you picked out some pretty ones. I'm sorry I ever doubted you! My mom swears that some of papa lives on in Weston. I think their scowls are similar but I like to think papa brought my little Bud down to me. This picture is the closest I'll ever see them together in this life but I like it none the less.
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