Skip to comments.I Miss my Grandfather
Posted on 08/04/2012 8:49:38 PM PDT by Steve Newton
Sometimes I really miss my Grandfather. Do you?
You know the typesomeone who never met a stranger and after 5 minutes of talking with him you felt you had known him forever.
My real grandfather had passed years before and I had very little memory of him but my adopted grandfather took over and he looked after me, taught me what was right and wrong and to stand with my head held high with pride but to be humble at the same time.
Times where different then; The kids still said the Pledge of Allegiance in school, everyone stood for the National Anthem, and during parades men would still take off their hats and stand when the American Flag passed by.
He wasnt personally around a lot but when he was he made a point to shake my hand and say a few words of encouragement or to tell a joke. What a sense of humor he had! I have seen folks that didnt particularly care for him laugh until they cried at some of his antics. (Having sex at my age is like shooting pool with a rope!)
And while he was a kind and generous man, he believed that with trust in God, you helped yourself and took no handouts unless you really needed one. Find something you like son and work hard; make something of yourself. He talked fondly of law enforcement, the military---public service. He loved his country unashamedly and he invoked that feeling in the people around him.
One of the few times I have seen him angry was when someone disrespected his country. His eyes would get cold and his face would change and if you knew him you knew it was time to get out of the way.
He seemed to lead by instinct making you want to follow him because he seemed to know where he was going. In the darkest of times I would listen to him talk and I would not be afraid. He was everyones grandfather.
He was quietly religious and his whole foundation rested on God and Country. He was a good guy and I miss him. I wonder if their will ever be another like him when we need himor her. I hope so and I hope so soon. We shall see.
Thanks Grand dad.
I miss you Ronald Reagan.
I know this will not get many responses.
But I felt a need tonight to post it. I don’t know why. I suppose that I yearn for a President that leads with pride and strenght. Who believed in his heart that we were number one.
We are number one.
I believe that.
And for that and many other things I thank God that we had him for a while.
“I thank God that we had him for a while.”
Me too. He was the absolute best.
Both of my grandpa’s died in 1967. Paternal one would bring some goodies over some sunday’s. Paternal grandma she died in 1945 before any of us kids were born.
President Reagan's Assistant was bringing Photos and Paintings to his shop to get framed, but President Reagan asked if my B-I-L would come to the Office and meet with him personally so he was sure to get exactly what he wanted.
My B-I-L became friendly with President Reagan and his Staff. When his Father was going to turn 80, he asked President Reagan's Assistant if he could have his Father meet the President. The Assistant checked with the President and they set it up.
His Father had no idea where his Wife and Son were taking him for his Birthday. They ended up in Century City at an Office Building. They met a Woman in the Lobby who led them to a Private Elevator. His Father just thought there was a Restaurant at the top of the Building. Up the Elevator they go.
When the Elevator Doors opened, there stood President Reagan. My B-I-Laws Father was speechless. President Reagan introduced himself, shook hands and led them through the Office showing them around. He took my B-I-Laws Father aside and they talked for a good half hour while looking out the window at the Skyline from his Private Office.
I write this to assure everyone that President Reagan was exactly what we as Conservatives knew him to be. He was warm, generous with his time and simply a Man among Men.
My B-I-Laws Father spoke of meeting President Reagan for the rest of his Life. He was an accomplished fellow himself, but his meeting and talking to the President was the icing on the cake.
To this day I always give my B-I-L a hard time. He is not Political at all, and here I am envying the picture of him shaking hands with President Reagan. He just tells me the President was a really nice unassuming guy. I would have given a Kidney to be in his position at the time.
I mean thank you.
History that will be soon forgotten. But maybe not now.
I pray we have someone waiting for Gods call to take his place
Grandparents have a special place in our hearts
Funny thing. My B-I-L knows what a crazy Right Winger I am.
After they were Married about three years or so, his Wife shows me the picture of him with President Reagan. I’m like WTF, how come you never mentioned this to me?
My B-I-L, who’s picture is next to “laid back” in the Dictionary just says, I didn’t think about it.
He meets, I mean he knew and talked with the President at least once a month for over three years and he thinks it’s no big deal. I didn’t even think of the story until I saw your Post, and now I’m mad at my B-I-L all over again. LOL
I was lucky enough to be chosen to guard Reagan when I was a cop.
He wanted to thank everyone and we all lined up and he came down the line shaking everyones hand.
I smoked a pipe and it was windy that day. Burn off half of my mustache.
When he got to me, he said “You didn’t have to shave for me.” LOL
I will never forget it
In our business my boss has a bust of Ronald Reagan and an American flag next to it. He is the only president represented in the business, definitely no pictures of Obama there for we want to believe in ourselves.
And THAT is the key.
We need someone who makes us feel special and important. That is what is sorely lacking with this president.
We ARE exceptional.
My grandfather came from Scotland. He loved archaeology and taught me to work and to save for a rainy day.
I have and I am good for rainy days.
I love archaeology and have read and read of all sorts of ancient civilizations,always with him in mind, hoping he’d be pleased.
I miss him all the time. All the time. He made me a better person.
My maternal GF was an electrical engineer for Bell Labs all his life (MIT educated). I only knew his as a retired guy, watching golf and Lawrence Welk. But, he loved giving me math puzzles all the time, even by mail when I went off to college. I wish he was still around.
Bless his heart.
Well we will see them again soon.
Bless you Friend
Great story — thanks for putting it up for us.
I still have a little lump in my throat.
My father in law and President Reagan were good friends from before his days as governor.He was a registered democrat but always voted republican.I asked him why and he said the way things were/are in hollyweird is if you were thought to be a republican you would be hard pressed to be be a member of any law firm.They just dont make them like that anymore.
I believe there are one or two out there who come close but doubt there will ever be another Reagan. Although I’d love to be proven wrong.
I want this generation to experience what it’s like in the USA when a president uplifts his country and wants it to be confident and prosperous rather than oppressed and desperate.
Thanks for the reminder of what we had. We’ll need lots of reminders over the next few months, especially if we’re going to be facing 4 more years after that. I don’t believe we’ll be able recover if that’s the case, mostly because of the entrenchment of evil in DC, and the willingness to do anything to stay in power.
Pray, and then pray some more.
“My B-I-Laws Father spoke of meeting President Reagan for the rest of his Life. He was an accomplished fellow himself, but his meeting and talking to the President was the icing on the cake.”
What an honor that would be!
“I would have given a Kidney to be in his position at the time.”
Indeed. Wonderful story, thanks!
The idiot running the show today is nothing but an embarrassment, a very dangerous embarrassment. When I see people swallowing his verbal gruel day in and day out, it just sickens me.
How such a phony, lying, narcissistic ne'er do well has achieved such a following in a Nation that embraced a true Patriot like President Reagan simply boggles the mind.
I miss my father, gone too soon from brain cancer.
I miss President Reagan and his ideals, as well. He and my dad had a lot in common. My dad was a teacher that lead with humor, strength and moral conviction.
He and my mother instilled the virtues that made me a conservative to this day.
Nice post, Steve. Thank you.
My maternal gfather died of stomach cancer about 13 years before I was born so I never knew him.
My paternal gfather, I called "Papa" because that's what my gmother called him. I always insisted I sit next to him at the large farm kitchen table in their large Victorian house on an acreage on the edge of a small town. It was during the war and my father was away. My gmother cooked on an enormous iron stove.
I loved him and followed him to milk the cow in the small barn with garage attached. He sat on a 3-legged milking stool, and that was the oddest thing to me.
He died in 1946 of a heart attack in July when it's probably always hot there. He had been to the farm doing a chore, came home and was stricken. In those days, no paramedics, no hospital. Just the doctor who could do very little. Imagine today compared to that. Lost my father at the same age of the same thing, again, a few years later, he might have lived longer because of the new procedures. He laid on the daybed next to the dining room windows and died 2 weeks later. We went for a last visit, and I remember him lying on there, and that was the first time I had ever seen a urinal. My gmother, of course, cared for him.
After he died, I remember him laid out in a coffin in the parlor. My gmother was trying to carry on normally didn't want us to make any noise. I wanted to play the piano at his feet but she wouldn't let me that time. I didn't go to his funeral. You see no faults in people you love. And nobody can love unconditionally quite like a child can. But my dad's cousin, his nephew, I think there was some bad blood between them. He told me my grandfather had a terrible temper and beat his horses.
I have never forgotten my "Papa" and now grieve for him all these years later.
My grandfather on the home place in late 1800's as a young man. He's in the back row on the far right (I think). I don't know who some brothers are in the photo. That farm has long since been sold out of the family but I love the way the house was.
I miss and love my Grandpa all the time. My Grandparents took us in when they didn’t have to and always loved us, even though we went through quite a time of rebellion. He had/has the bluest eyes, that still shine in my heart after all of these years. As I type this, my eyes well up with tears.
He sounds like Red Skelton. That ys a compliment, i am not trying to be funny.
Not really. One died when I was very little. The other died in 1936.
Sometimes you get thrown curve balls. You learn to hit them.
Amen and well said
Your very welcome
We well see them all again soon