Friday, September 9, 2011

Visiting Great-Grandpa Bill

While we were up in Iowa I asked my dad if we could visit his father's grave.  Grandpa Bill was a great man and though I don't remember him much, all the things I have heard about him have been wonderful and touching stories.  He would play with me for hours, especially with my favorite stacking cups.  My mom said that he would stack them up just to see me knock them down and laugh.  He could do this for hours without complaint.

That is why my first toy that I bought Ke'alohi was her own set of stacking cups.  I can't wait to see my dad play with my daughter and hear the laughter, like my times with Grandpa Bill.

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