Monday, September 27, 2010

Grandpa Charlie

Grandpa Charlie looking very dapper in his WW1 uniform. I didn't get to know him well because he died of throat cancer when I was about 4. But I do remember he would give me a rubbery wet kiss and then scrape my face with his whiskers.

I leave for the south tomorrow, to visit my brother and shake the family tree!

1 comment:

Elizabeth Seaver said...

What a great memory. I love seeing family photos.

I hope you have a happy trip.