Saturday, June 29, 2013

Blanch

I didn't know either of my own Grandpas.  Luckily, my husband's grandfathers both welcomed me with open arms.  We lost one of them this year and he used to call me Blanch.  Not because it was my name, because he knew it wasn't.  And he played golf with me and beat me at poker and laughed with me and gave great hugs and loved us all SO much.  I will miss you Grandpa. 

That's all I have to say about that.