Remembering a great man.

Warning picture overload!!!

September 15Th was a bitter sweet day, my sweet Grandpa Tolman passed away. I was so happy to think of him being reunited with my grandma but was sad that i wouldn't be able to spend time with him again for a long while. Grandpa lived to be 92 years old and lived a good life. He was a great example to me and I have many cherished memories of spending time with him as a child and an adult. Here are a few pics from his 92ND birthday and his funeral.My dad and grandpa. My dad reminds me so much of him.
Grandpa hadn't know who we were for a long time but he was always so happy to see us. He took dads hat and put it on.

My girls adored him and he them.

Signature grandpa, he always held our hands and kissed them. He called us a his little pals.

Grandpa was a farmer and bought this tracter brand new in th 1950's. My uncle Glade restored it and it led the procession of cars to his grave.

My dad and aunts and uncle.

We sent white balloons to heaven for grandpa.

The amazing detail on his casket

The whole fam, minus my little neice Addi.

I was privledged enough along with 3 of my cousins and my little sister to be able to sing 'Daddy's hands" as a tribute to grandpa and our parents. I'm not singer but felt very lucky to do that one last thing for my grandpa. I'm sure he was looking down with a smile on his face. I love you grandpa and will miss you dearly until we meet again.