They are not followers of the blog nor do they probably even know what a blog is. However, I do hope he has a happy birthday and they have a wonderful anniversary! This post is specifically dedicated to my grandfather on his birthday! (I actually began this post after returning from Texas in July.)
I could tell so many stories, but none seem quite appropriate. There was the time that I got sick in the elevator or when he taught me how to bottle feed a calf. Or the time he caught me steaming open mail. I still don't really know if he believed me when I told him that I was making tea. During high school I began mowing his lawn every week and he paid me $20. It always made me laugh that he helped me. He is the one that taught me to drive and then several years later attempted to teach me how to drive a standard.
I had great plans to ask him many other questions on this last trip, but it was not possible. Alzheimer is winning the war. There is nothing that any of us can do. We must sit back and watch the disease take over his mind. It isn't fair. The hardest part is knowing that is next generation will never know him like my brothers and I did. There won't be trips to the ranch or driving lessons as soon as you turned fifteen. It will be up to those of us who knew him in his prime to tell the younger ones the stories...just like he has told us stories of his parents and grandparents.
He will always be one of my heroes. A man of integrity and devoted to his family. He is my Papaw!