An Iris coursage, it was really pretty. Iris is my favorite flower, it is the flowers I had in my wedding bouquet, so I thought that was pretty sweet and pretty thoughtful. So I wore it to church just for fun!! It was cute Richard wore a purple tie, I don't know if he did it on purpose, but it matched my iris.
Unfortunatly Grandpa Jones had his cancer return and was in a lot of pain, so it was hard to see him in pain or to see him so drugged, but they wanted to keep him comfortable and I think that was good. He loved when I would bring Kenzie and Adam to visit, and loved his dog Wolfie. My first memory of him was when I met him at what we call "the barn" it is his property where he grew his onions, sweet red onions that is, corn and melons. I was wearing overalls and he talked about how he and his brothers grew up wearing overalls back in Kansas, and they were cheap, and he didn't think anyone wore those anymore. He had an amazing life full of great stories of surviving the Depression, coming to California, working as a civialian in WW II in Ireland, working for the motion picture industry, and of course farming. I'm grateful for the time I had with him and for the love he showed our family.
My Great-Grandpa Seaman was a character. I don't remember him ever saying to much as a kid, but he always was putting together great things for us to play with. He would make swings, and teeter-toters out of old pieces of whatever. He too was a product of the Depression and saved everything!! He had sheds and barns full of stuff, we used to wander through and look at. Whenever we spent the night he would always make us animal and letter shaped pancaked for breakfast. He could always make us laugh, just by being Grandpa.
Here is a picture of the swingset Grandpa made for us, I think I am one of the ones hangning upside down.
