Grandpa Jo - In Loving Memory
I just got back from California where I attended my Grandpa Jo's funeral. For those of you that knew my Grandpa Jo, you know that he was pretty much the perfect grandpa. When I was young and we still lived in California, we would go to Grandma and Grandpa's pretty much every week for Sunday dinner. When we moved away, we could come back every summer and spend time sitting in in the big lazy-boy chairs or out in the back yard playing under the orange tree. In college, I brought friends for road trips to Disneyland or to join our Thanksgiving dinner. We all learned to play Dominos from the very best. I loved my Grandpa Jo and knew he was always the most happy when he was surrounded by family and especially his grandkids. The week in California was bittersweet. Both my parents were able to come and spend the week and all my aunts and uncles and most of my cousins were able to come from all over the country and world. It was great to be with all the family and Aida loves being around her own grandma and grandpa but it was sad it couldn't be for a happier reason.
We were able to spend the majority of our time sitting around my grandparent's living room telling stories about my grandpa and looking at old pictures. The funeral was a wonderful service full of stories, tears and laughter and remembering the amazing person that everybody knew as Grandpa Jo.
We were able to spend the majority of our time sitting around my grandparent's living room telling stories about my grandpa and looking at old pictures. The funeral was a wonderful service full of stories, tears and laughter and remembering the amazing person that everybody knew as Grandpa Jo.