I didn't know my grandpa, my mom's dad, before he past on, for too long. Roughly 6 years and 3 of those years he couldn't talk,(he tried) and on his left side, his arm and leg, kind of dragged, after the stroke he had, but I tell you, nothing kept him down.
The reason being, all of us, even mom, didn't know him for too long, was because mom was a "war" baby. She was I think 3 years old, when her father went to war. Her mother decided she wasn't going to wait for him, so she left on the train, and didn't take the kids. They were left in the cold, in the train station, where the children's aid came and took them away. When my mom's dad came back, he didn't know what had happened. (I always told my mom, she should write a story about her life!)
Then one day, it was my mom's 40th birthday, there was a knock on the door. This sweet older man was standing there, saying, hi, I am your father! I have been looking for you all these years! There was such emotion! You can understand!
Grandpa moved in and soon we learned how much he loved wood and loved making things out of wood. Mom had a shed made for him outside. He would be in there from morning to night, making things. Mom would have to call him inside to eat! I don't know if he knew he wasn't going to be with us for long, or if he was trying to make up for lost time? But, I couldn't believe the things he was making. First he made all his grandchildren, 3 of us, hope chests. All hand carved and lined with cedar and all of ours were different! The pictures below are of my hope chest ;o)
Next, he made us violins and guitars. He strung them all himself!
Then he made us recipe boxes ;o) He even put little feet on them ;o)
Well, you wouldn't believe what happened a few days ago. Do you remember, my mom's friend who is 89? Well, she phoned and said, Stacy, I am going through things and I have this box that I think you would really like. Would you like to come over and pick it up? I thought sure and went over ;o) Gwen takes out this "box". I almost started crying. But, didn't! My grandpa had made recipe boxes for other people too, to make some money and one of those people were Gwen. Gwen, bless her heart, had forgotten, it was from my grandpa. I didn't say anything, because I didn't want to embarrass her. I took the box and thanked her very much.
Before I drove away, I held the recipe box and thanked my grandpa for bringing it home ;o) I knew he had a hand in this ;o) Below is a picture of the recipe box ;o)
Now, you are wondering, what do I do with my recipe boxes? Well, I actually use them to put some of my aceo collection in ;o) The inside is a little too long, so I wrapped boxes to keep them in place, but otherwise, they are perfect! I love using them, because it's like having a little treasure box. Thanks grandpa ;o)
Love you grandpa! This picture was taken after his stroke. Doesn't he have a beautiful smile ;o)
Have a great weekend everyone ;o)Thanks for letting me share my grandpa with you ;o) Big Hugs ;o)