A very happy birthday to my Grandpa. He turned 82 years old on Sunday. The things he's seen happen in his lifetime amaze me. He grew up on a ranch in Mexico without any electricity or running water. He got married and had 4 boys, one of which is my pops. He moved his family to America for a better life and has worked his way up the ladder. Still to this day he mows lawns and does gardening to keep himself busy. I give him so much credit. He hates to hear me tell him I'm tired. That's just not a word in his vocabulary. He's a great man and I look forward to the call he sends me every birthday. It's touching that he remembers it. Here is his with his only great grandchildren. Last year he had
trouble with one of his eyes and had to wear a patch. Peyton remembers him as Grandpa the Pirate rather than great grandpa!
Monday, November 19, 2007
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