Grandpa Shrader...

It's my Grandpa's funeral today and since I couldn't be there I thought I might make a small contribution to the day. Honestly I don't have many memories of my grandpa. Part of that, I am sure, was the distance and how frequently we got to visit, but also my lack of good childhood memory. So I may not have a specific memory, but I do remember him. He was quiet, kind and gentle. I remember waking up to him reading the newspaper and drinking his tea. I remember him sitting in his chair observing all the activity and being content to just watch. I remember helping him outside in the back yard and setting up plastic golf and croquet sets and badminton nets so we could play. I remember him sneaking us a cookie and one for him too. This picture is the last family picture I have...it's missing 3 grandchildren, 5 (almost 6) great grandchildren, and some grand spouses, but it still reflects a great legacy and I am so proud to have had him as my Grandpa. Wish I could be there today.