A memoriam

Well, I promised more knitting news later today. And I do have a sweater to show you, but you must have noticed the lack of pictures by now.

My husband’s grandfather passed away this morning. So, rather than tell you about trivial knitting stories, I want to tell you about him.

When I first met Pop, shortly after my husband and I were engaged, I thought him a quiet, old man who only raised his voice every once in a while and who loved his fat cat, Nermal. Then, I got to know him. He was filled with so many good stories. Stories about how his mother canned tomatoes (he knew how much I loved to cook and to hear cooking stories, how he fought in the Korea War (though he never spoke of his time over there), how his mother and then his step-mother would make home-made strudels (you had to stretch them out on a huge table until they were paper thin) and how he met Gran. He was full of songs too. While he was in the hospital, he sang German drinking songs to my husband. He had a great sense of humor.

He will be sorely missed.

3 thoughts on “A memoriam

  1. While a lovely tribute. That is wonderful to pass family experiences down from generation to generation. You are to be commended!

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