The last few weeks, I have been able to reflect upon the wonderful life of my Grandpa Haslam.
Grandpa passed away the day before Thanksgiving- we think to join grandma for a bigger feast.
It was wonderful to have the family gather together and remember Grandpa and say our temporary goodbyes- for we know we can be together again.
There are a few things that have been impressed upon my mind that I always want to remember about him and his example.
Grandpa was steadfast in all that he did-Whether it be for work, living the gospel, or caring for my grandmother- he never wavered.
He loved his family and was so proud of all of them in all of their accomplishments and successes.
His memory was impeccable. He could even remember the name of my very first date- and all of the details about his family.
Grandpa loved the gospel and his country and served in so many ways- I remember the first time that I went with him on a Grandpa-Grand-daughter date to the temple to do a session. I can recall the time when he finally opened up about WWII, and how it affected his life...It was such a sweet moment to share with him.
He LOVED buffets...the people at Chuck-A-Rama knew him by name.
I loved how he loved my sweet grandmother- pure, sweet, charitable, and perfect.
I can only hope that I can be just a strong, steadfast, loving, and kind as my grandfather was.
