My grandfather passed away the last week of February. He was 81 years old and was the hardest worker I’ve ever known. He was ALWAYS working on a project. His work ethic puts my little blog and house projects to shame. I have great memories of all the camping trips and overnight stays I had with him and my grandma. He will be missed by many people, as evidenced by the packed church at his funeral. Love you Grandpa Marv.
- Playing footsie
- Cray cray crazy changes