My sweet grandad passed away this week after a short battle with cancer. He was the kind of man that everyone loved and wanted to be around. He had children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren that he loved and took great pride in. He was baptist, right down to the suit and tie and though fear tried to creep in during these last days, he never wavered from his faith in Jesus.
He served in the Marines when he was a young man and his dream has always been to have a military funeral. I've posted some pics so that you can see that his dream came true. It was so moving. His grandsons and great-grandsons were the pallbearers and it was a striking sight to see them carry the flag-draped casket to its final resting place. My grandad would have been so proud. I was so proud...of the man he was...of the life he lived...of the legacy he left behind.
We'll miss you Grandad.