My Grandfather (and me)
I love this photo of my grandfather and me sitting on one of his tractors. It was probably taken in the spring of 1968 but unfortunately the photograph is not dated. My grandfather was my hero and I loved him very much. He died on my birthday in 1990 — just a few months before my wedding. I still think of him every day and I still miss him, but I am incredibly grateful for every moment I was able to spend with him.