Tag: Grandpa Ed

  • that  time when I had short hair

    It’s weird the way the mind works. I was walking to work this morning and I thought about the last time I saw my Grandpa Ed. I remembered our conversation, how he told me he loved my short hair. He was laying in his bed, frail and wasting away, and I burst into tears. I…

  • This is a poem to my Grandpa Ed Who smiles at me from these faded pictures. Who holds my grandmother happily among the corns stalks. Who stands, posing in front of his truck, With his children, with his brothers and sisters. This is a poem to my Grandpa Ed Who tells the story of the…

  • I scanned a truckload of old photos when my mom was here last weekend and this is one of them. Apparently, my Grandpa Ed owned an airplane and this is it. He didn’t know how to fly it. My mom says that my grandmother was MAD when he brought it home and it sat in…

  • I mentioned that I inherited several cameras last month from my Grandparent’s house. I’ve been having a blast playing with them! There are a couple that I am especially happy about. One of them is my Grandpa Ed’s Honeywell Pentax. http://instagram.com/p/YWopMnoLPk/ When I got the camera it had film in it. I was very excited…

  • My grandparents. They were so adorable. They drove that there camper every year from Coeur d’Alene, Idaho down to Mexico. Every year! The always brought home ephemera from their trips (as you can see). This photo was taken camping somewhere in Idaho. Probably at Lake Pend Oreille. .