February 17-19, 2016
While Lee was at Gonzaga we got the sad news that Grandpa Harold had passed away. He had taken a turn for the worse not long after we left Utah in August. It had been a long few months for him and we knew it was coming, but it was still sad. So a few days after Lee got home he got back on a plane heading to Utah for the funeral. The rest of us were sad we couldn’t be there, but we were glad that Lee could be there for his mom and sister.
Oh how we loved Grandpa Harold. Lee’s mom and Harold got married only a few months before we did, but we were just as much a part of his family as his own kids and grandkids were. He loved us and showed us that love. He took such good care of Grandma Vicki and Aunt Lora, he was a wonderful man. We were so glad that we had been able to see him and spend some time with him in August, even if it was in the hospital. We look forward to seeing Harold again some day.
It was a quick, whirlwind trip for Lee. It must not have been all that bad though because I kept getting pictures like this from him:
Cafe Rio, Swig, Purple Turtle…some our Utah favorites. I guess you have to find the good in sad situations. I think Grandpa Harold would approve!







