This was the last photo taken of my Pa with his great granddaughter and his wife, Bassie(Yes that was her name, I did not misspell it) in 1973.
When it gets near the holidays, I miss him more than others. He was my first love and I followed him around when I was little like an adoring puppy. He had a twinkle in his eye and plenty of stories to entertain. He would play with his Grand babies like he was one of us and not a stern grown up. Oh what a blessing it was growing up with this loving, fun man as my Pa.
The Kitty Justice is who do you miss the most during the holidays?
BTW the photos on the mantle are left to right, my big sis, my little brother and the big one was me.(High School Graduation photo 1968)