Last week Stephanie's grandfather went home to be with Jesus. He was 90 years old and was a veteran of WWII. Since he had fought for his country he was given a 21 gun salute, and buried at a veterans cemetery.
He was a man that loved his family, loved God, and left a great legacy. On Thursday we gathered for his funeral and celebrated his life. My favorite memory of Ken was when he stole the show at our wedding in June. During the father and daughter dance he got out of his wheel chair, pulled out his oxygen tubes, and took Stephanie by the hand for one final dance. We were all in shock!
He will be greatly missed.
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