Grandaddy 1/10/1916 - 2/29/2008

My Grandaddy died last night. He was a great man. I loved him dearly and will miss him very much. He had been very sick for quite a while, so in a manner of speaking, we’ve had plenty of time to “prepare” ourselves. Since late summer of 2006, when my Grandaddy’s health first took a serious turn for the worse, I have had several good cries. Frankly, I had my mind made up that I had cried enough and that my Grandaddy certainly wouldn’t want me crying any more, after all, he had told me plenty of times that he was ready and I had many times told myself that this moment was coming. But, I found out last night that when you love a person as much as I love my Grandaddy, you just can’t help crying when this kind of news comes. I’m sad and there’s no point acting like I’m not. But one thing that I am (and have been) assured of is that my Grandaddy loved our Lord Jesus Christ. He was a faithful man of God, with a conscience well trained by active participation in his church, frequent Scripture reading and prayer. He was ready.