Grandpa // July-August, 2016
Newport & Corvallis, Oregon

Last summer is one I will never forget. It's the one where my grandfather passed away. The one where we all came together as a family - to grieve, eat, sleep, laugh, and cry.

My grandfather was 91 years old. He was a Boy Scout, musician, navy veteran, plane crash survivor, engineer, community leader, adventurer and advocate. He was a committed husband, father, grandfather, great-grandfather and friend. Grandpa was a man of few words who led by example. He devoted his life to serving his community and caring for the people around him. I always admired the dance in his step, twinkle in his eye and subtle joke under his tongue.

Below are a few photos from his spectacular life and from last summer.
Here's to you, Grandpa. We will always love you so.