Sunday, September 19, 2021
Granpa would read my sister and me bedtime stories in the basement at the farm. Always the Redy Fox book. He made it feel like you were right there in the story. When we got in bed the basement was cold so you would kick your legs to warm up. After a few great stories grandma would yell at us to go to sleep. I think he would tell stories until daylight if he could.
I am going to miss of all of your stories granper.
Love you.
Trev.
