Well, K's grandpa passed away today. He was 100 years old. K and I heard he wasn't feeling well and went to see him on Sunday during our trip home from the Twin Cities. Not exactly a direct route, but now we are very glad that we did so that he got to see Kathy while she is pregnant (and now showing some). He was a little sleepy when we were there, but he definitely knew us. He was sharp as a tack right up to then end, although I hear he did a lot of sleeping during his last day or so, due to the pneumonia. He was a farmer for his entire life.
I asked him Sunday if he missed his farm; if he missed his pigs. He said "Oh yes, I miss a lot of things." Even though I don't believe in a religious-themed afterlife, at times like this, it's nice to think he's out there somewhere with his pigs.
I asked him Sunday if he missed his farm; if he missed his pigs. He said "Oh yes, I miss a lot of things." Even though I don't believe in a religious-themed afterlife, at times like this, it's nice to think he's out there somewhere with his pigs.
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I'm so sorry to hear about that. My grandpa grew up on a farm in Tracy, Iowa. His dad was the local veterinarian :) There are wonderful stories to be had from that bunch of guys.
I'm so glad he got to see you two while you were expecting. That is a trip you will never regret.
- Christy
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