When it was time to go, he walked us out to our car, and then stood there as we drove away and waved. I could barely hold back my tears. Grandpa and Grandma did that every time we would leave their house. It brought back lots of good memories. The kids just looked at me like I was crazy!
We then went to visit Grandma at the cemetery. I hadn't been back since the funeral. Brooklyn was named after my Grandma....Dorothy Louise and Brooklyn Louise. So she got her picture taken by the grave. She's holding up water because we cleaned a bit of dirt off of the headstone.
A different night, we went over with my parents, so we decided to take a four generations picture.
I don't know why, but I love this picture. He is again walking us out to our cars.
We love you Great Grandpa Hinman!
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This makes we want to see my grandparents!
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