A picture of my young grandparents, plus their oldest child - my dad.
I didn't have any recent pictures with my grandfather and so I went to a book he had made a while ago: The Life and Times of Marlin C. Galbraith and Ethel Briggs Galbraith. Looking at it a bit this morning created a desire in me to look at it more often - it is rather an extensive biography, filled with great detail (too much at times!? like the details of every single car he owned. . . :) and wonderful pictures. So I scanned in a couple of pictures from that booklet. What was especially sweet was the letter he had written to me personally on the inside cover of the biography. I'll share his last paragraph he wrote me:
"I love you, Emily, and am very proud of you. You are doing very well in preparing yourself for a successful life with all its rewards, both spiritual and temporal. Hold to the rod. Have fun along the way. Grandpa."
I especially liked his cute ending. :) He was an all-around good man A hard worker. He enjoyed the outdoors. He and my grandmother lived in Island Park, Idaho for many years - year-round - where the snowfall would be so much as to cover up their windows. They were tough! He could be stern with us grandkids at times, yet he was always gentle and calm. Although his old-look perhaps was always a little daunting to my kids (his great-grandkids) he never seemed to let that bother him and still enjoyed being around them - smiling at their little antics.
I'm sad to lose my grandfather - a man that came from a great and passing generation. My generation, frankly, should learn more from them. But I'm happy for him. He wanted this - he had lived the good life and was ready to move on.