I am privilaged to have known both sets of grandparents. I have fond memories of their houses, the smells, the sounds, the joy and love found there. I know that this is a gift. My children only have memories of 3 grandparents. My husband never knew 1 set of grandparents. There is nothing sweeter than the relationship between children and their grandparents. I'm thankful that I had this. Now, all of my grandparents are gone.
My own kids were young when they met my Grandpa Brown. But he left quite the impression on them. He was a storyteller extrodinaire and full of life, even into his 90's. His memory will live on in his own family, but it will also live on amongst people I will never know or meet.
He was a huge supporter of a boys ranch in Florida. Six years after his death, we received photos showing a memorial they constructed for him. A wooden bell tower with a plaque engraved with his face and some words about him. "Brownie. A true friend of the boys." What a legacy. What a man.
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