My siblings and me at the funeral.
Holly, my sister-in-law, made this for me. It one of my grandpa's favorite poems. It made my day when I saw it!
Heather's family at the burial.
My grandpa was drafted into the army for WWII when he was still in High School. They let him graduate early so he could go to boot camp. He fought valiantly in Germany where he was injured. He was awarded the purple heart. They had a bugler and soliders at the burial to fold the flag and present it to the family. It was really neat and patriotic. I felt so proud that my grandfather had been apart of sustaining our freedom.
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