R.I.P. Grandpa Ken

I knew Grandpa Ken was in the hospital again. And it wasn't looking very promising. Yesterday morning, I got the call from my mom. She didn't have to say anything. I could hear it in her voice. I gasped and said, "oh, no." And she said, "yeah." And I knew. Grandpa Ken had passed away.

He is my first grandparent and Ethan's first great-grandparent to pass away and he will be missed. On our last trip to Oregon, Ethan and I visited my mom's parents and, as usual, Ethan made a beeline for the toy box. When it was time to leave and since it was kind of hard to give Grandpa Ken a hug while he was in his chair, Ethan gave him a fist bump. There may have been a high-five in there too, I'm not sure. But I will remember the image of my 89-year-old grandpa fist bumping my almost-4-year-old son. :)

R.I.P. Grandpa Ken
May 19, 1921 - February 9, 2011