Family Film Friday

I’ve taken on a huge project this week.  I’m moving all of my pictures from my laptop over to the desk top’s external drive.  The bad part is that some of these pictures are already on the external drive, so I’m having to sort through everything, get them into folders and delete duplicates.  In the long run I’m hoping that this will help my annoyingly slow laptop speed up a little bit.

Looking through all of the old family pictures that I have scanned over the past few years I can’t help but notice all of the pictures of my grandad being abbused by us four granddaughters.

This is a picture of Grandad and I at my first birthday party.  I had just stuck my hand in the cake, that’s him grabbing it out of the cake and keeping me from smearing icing everywhere.  When I was younger and we would look at this picture together I would tell him that he had put my hand in the cake.

This is my cousin Kristen and I sitting on his lap.  This man’s poor legs sure took a beating from all of us, but he never complained once.

This is my sister Angie playing dress up with Granddad.  We have so many pictures of poor Granddad dressed up in women’s dresses and wigs.  This poor man that farmed the same land he was born on and hunted spent his days playing dress up with four crazy girls.

He loved the Lord and his family.  He was a good man.  As far as I’m concerned there’s nothing better than a man that would do anything for his family and kids.  I just wish God hadn’t taken him so soon so we could have all learned from him in our adult lives.