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Humble beginnings, a noble end.

August 18, 2012

Early this month my grandfather passed away at 91 years of age.  While we will miss him here, we know he is in a better place.  As my grandfather had a way of getting our family together when he was with us on earth, his death certainly was able to accomplish the same goal.  We spent three days together as a complete family of 30-something that hasn’t been done in quite some time due to geographical complications.  We all arrived in St. Louis on Saturday and his funeral was on Monday with his burial on Tuesday.  The complicating factor was that his memorial was in St. Louis and his burial was 6 hours away in Stanberry, Missouri and we were to turn that same day on Tuesday and drive 8 hours home.  While I had very low expectations of the trip as a whole due to the fact that I have a 1 & 3 year old who can’t hardly ride in the car to do errands, the trip actually went very well.  And in an unexpected way, was very inspiring.  It was amazing to go back to where my grandfather was born, probably in a house as it was 1920.  He was drafted in to WWII and spent time in China & India before returning to Missouri and ultimately moving closer to family in St. Louis.  In the end, he wanted to be buried where it all began.  A little town in northwest Missouri where farming is their main source of revenue supplemented by these creepy little wind turbines.  I drove A LOT faster to get out of site of these.  CREEPY I tell you.

Other than the futuristic fans, I found Stanberry to be rather charming.  Would I want to live there–probably not.  But I do find it interesting that my grandfather was able to meet my grandmother, have three daughters who have children and we now live all over the country.  And it all started in a town of 800 people.  In addition, sometimes those small towns are like stepping back in time mixed with a few modern conveniences.  They have just enough timelessness to remind you how far we have come in our own lives. As we trekked all over the state it was an experience I will always hold near to me.  Here are a few highlights of the trip…aka…the pics!

The always popular park (STL).

Already looking a little tired and it’s only day one!

On to St. Joe, MO.  The noted toddler highlight was the plastic moose.

A little snack before bedtime.

Then a little pit stop at the Katy trail (Clinton, MO).

2 Comments leave one →
  1. Anonymous permalink
    August 18, 2012 9:52 am

    What a nice post! Your children are adorable!

  2. Melissa permalink
    August 18, 2012 12:54 pm

    This is very sweet. I’m glad it went well under the circumstances. And you are right–sometimes as sad as a loss is, it does bring people together!

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