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| My wedding - June 22, 2007 |
Monday I woke and up early in Edinburgh and headed to the airport. After 18 hours of traveling I made it safely to Kansas City to be with my family during this time. I am so thankful that I am able to be here - thanks for the ticket Grandpa!
I've lost grandparents before - I actually only have one left - but I've never been a part of planning a funeral. There is a LOT that has to be done people! And my Grandpa was Catholic so that adds to the list. Yesterday I went with my dad and aunt to the church to plan the mass. We had to pick out scripture readings and hymns. I know that Grandpa loved the Lord, studied scripture intently and attended mass numerous times a week, but I have no clue what his favorite scriptures or hymns are. Fortunately it's all the Word of God and no matter what we choose it will be powerful.
Today I'm putting together pictures to display at the church. My dad didn't want to deal with this but I feel like we should. So I started looking through some of Grandpa's photographs. And I realized that there aren't a lot of good quality pictures of him. For some reasons the Scott's don't keep the cameras out when we're together. Sad.
Here's what I learned yesterday about Grandpa:
- Grandpa wasn't Catholic when my grandparents got married. Therefore they weren't allowed to get married in the church (Grandma Betty was Catholic) and got married in the rectory. She got married in a suit and didn't have a wedding dress. I'm guessing that she must have really loved him to forego the wedding dress that every little girl dreams of.
- He was baptized into the church as an adult at the same church where his funeral will be. Well he was actually baptized in the school gym at the time because today's church was built much more recently. And I'm pretty sure that he married his 2nd wife, Juanita, there as well.
- He attended two different churches near his home in south KC. One on Sundays and one during the week.
- He has multiple prayer books that are so worn that I'm afraid they might fall apart if you touch them.
- He was a member of St. Vincent DePaul and Third Order of St. Francis.
- He had pigs on the farm. I grew up on the farm and we had cows but I never knew that they'd had pigs when my dad was little. Apparently he forgot to mention that.
I'm sure there's more that I just can't remember right now. Here's what I did know about my grandpa:
- When I was little he came to the farm every day to work with my dad. (When he got remarried he moved into Grandma Nita's house in south KC and we moved to the farm.)
- When he was with Grandma Nita, he work khaki's and a button up shirt. When he was at the farm, he was in overalls.
- When I was little he would steal my sugar. Not really sure where that came from but essentially he would tickle underneath my chin. I always had to be on guard.
- He was tough. He once broke his arm falling off the tractor. My dad was combining a few fields over and he drove his truck - a stick shift - out to the field with his left hand (the stick shift is on the right in the US) to get my dad to take him to the hospital.
- When I was little he drove an El Dorado with an image of horses racing across the back window. It was AWESOME!
- He loved Grandma Nita with his whole heart. In the past 10 months, Grandpa has been living with my dad because he hasn't been able to take care of himself like he used to. Whenever he would get to see Grandma Nita, it would break your heart to see him have to say goodbye to her.
While it's always hard to say goodbye to someone you love, I know that Grandpa is in heaven. It's been hard to watch him get old and I'm so thankful that his passing was virtually pain free. I love him and I miss him but I know that I'll see him again one day.
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| April 2012 |
Love you & miss you Grandpa!
Aubs
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