I’m listening to a biography of Harry Truman by David McCullough. I’m only about 10% in to the story and am enjoying it.
This quote means little to the whole of the book, but it grabbed me hard today with past implications–and future implications of the grandpa I am becoming.
With such a grandfather a boy could hardly imagine himself a nobody.
Thanks alot, Ryan. You sparked an awful big cry with that comment and photo. I miss our grandpa alot and I’m sorry that our children won’t grow up with him in their lives, too. Can’t wait for heaven!