Monday, July 7, 2014

Remembering Grandpa

Grandpa Stanley's funeral
...some pictures and a couple stories

I left Quebec City at 8:10 p.m. on Thursday. I was pretty tired when I started, so I was a little worried about my ability to stay awake for the entire trip not having a wink of sleep since the previous night.  I slept for about 15 minutes around 3:00 a.m. when I was feeling particularly dangerous.  I ate a lot of carrots and celery.  I listened to a book.  I rolled the window down and up a billion times.  I listened to music.   I sang at the top of my lungs.  And then I arrived in Dayton around 12:30 Friday afternoon.

Was I ever happy to have the backseat of Dan's car.  I spent a few hours of the next 12, like this:


Dan found a steal on Priceline:  The Cornhusker in Lincoln.  Maybe my favorite hotel ever.  We had so much, Dan, Gwen, and me.  I was thankful for the weekend with them.

Grandpa's funeral was the next day, Saturday.  It was great to see aunts, uncles, cousins, friends.

Mom was able to "attend" the funeral through Skype, which I think is pretty amazing.  I love that she was able to do that.
Dan forgot his belt so put on this bungee cord to hold up his pants







Dan and Gwen (and her killer legs)






















it was so windy...here Josh and Uncle Melvin were trying to get the flowers safely to the car


the kids released balloons for a good-by to Grandpa




After the funeral, most of us headed over to Bret and Sherry's to eat and talk...to tell stories about life and Grandpa.  It was such a nice time to be together.


The house Mom and Uncle Eldon and Uncle Melvin spent their teenage years.
Loved that Uncle Eldon and Uncle Melvin told that they planted the tree in the front yard and that it was their job to water it.  



I messed up this picture of Kyle and Bret, but I love it anyway.
When we left, we stopped by Uncle Eldon and Aunt Sue's for an hour or so before we went back to the Cornhusker.  It was so fun to see their home and hear their stories.

The next day we went over to visit Grandma Arlene at Tabitha.  She is such a special lady and said some really sweet, cute things to us.

And then we made a little 4-hour side trek out to O'Neill to visit the Ernst relatives.  We only had time for supper and a couple-hour visit, but we are glad we made the effort.


we were a tad lost, so we just stopped on the road and asked this girl for help.




It was a crazy 5 days...over 4000 miles traveled.  But it was GOOD!  I'm thankful for all of it.