{Monday June 30}
My Dads Father passed away when he was 14.
I like to think he spent his time in Heaven preparing us
for life in the Sandberg house
by keeping us stuffed with Snickers and ice cold Pepsi.
(cause they have those in heaven yes?)
I love to hear the stories my dad and his siblings remember of him.
But when you hear my Grandma talk of her
Wayne Sandberg,
you can hear her love for him in her voice.
A Turkey farmer by trade, he bought acres and acres of land to raise them on back in the 40s.
And because of these acres, in modern day- he made life a bit easier for my Grandma and the 5 kids he left behind.
I know we are all anxious to meet/reunite with him one day.
Years and years later,
My Grandma re-married the man that I called Grandpa,
Joseph E. Stevens.
This young boy who started life on his own at 15.
Working and working and saving every penny he had through the depression.
Joining and retiring from the Army.
Graduating College.
He never stopped going.
He had a passion for Gemology, creating beautiful pendants, bolo ties, rock art, and displays.
The 24 grand kids that he inherited through marriage thought he was the best when he'd make us vanilla ice cream cones and show us the jewels he had created during the week.
Mr Joseph Stevens made it possible for his grand kids to go to college.
Leaving a college fund for each of us when he died.
I know we are all anxious to reunite with him one day.
My Dads Father passed away when he was 14.
I like to think he spent his time in Heaven preparing us
for life in the Sandberg house
by keeping us stuffed with Snickers and ice cold Pepsi.
(cause they have those in heaven yes?)
I love to hear the stories my dad and his siblings remember of him.
But when you hear my Grandma talk of her
Wayne Sandberg,
you can hear her love for him in her voice.
A Turkey farmer by trade, he bought acres and acres of land to raise them on back in the 40s.
And because of these acres, in modern day- he made life a bit easier for my Grandma and the 5 kids he left behind.
I know we are all anxious to meet/reunite with him one day.
Years and years later,
My Grandma re-married the man that I called Grandpa,
Joseph E. Stevens.
This young boy who started life on his own at 15.
Working and working and saving every penny he had through the depression.
Joining and retiring from the Army.
Graduating College.
He never stopped going.
He had a passion for Gemology, creating beautiful pendants, bolo ties, rock art, and displays.
The 24 grand kids that he inherited through marriage thought he was the best when he'd make us vanilla ice cream cones and show us the jewels he had created during the week.
Mr Joseph Stevens made it possible for his grand kids to go to college.
Leaving a college fund for each of us when he died.
I know we are all anxious to reunite with him one day.
.....who did you honor on Memorial Day?
2 comments:
I love this. Thank you.
How blessed you are to have two wonderful Grandpas on the same side. One to bless your life before you came here, and one while here on the earth. Thanks for sharing this!
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