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A Tribute to Opa Oepie

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[Editor's Note: Grandfathers are mighty awesome creatures. Mine still stands out in my memory as a pillar of strength in my childhood and clear through my 20's. Hey, Mrs. Wilson! recently lost her grandpa and wrote a moving tribute to a man who had 6 children, 16 grandchildren, and 8 great-grandchildren. The memories she shared made me miss my grandpa a bit too. What did your grandfather teach you? -Jenna]

Opa Oepie:

He taught me how to play pool on the pool table in his basement. I learned to play Hearts at his kitchen table. He was hard to beat at Foosball.

He taught me how to wait tables and how to pump gas. Some of my favorite times were spent “working” with him. I made $30 in tips one summer and it was like I’d won the lottery.

He ate raw eggs on his mashed potatoes, made the best pancakes, and put loads of salt on everything. I always liked visiting him on Saturdays, because it meant Brown Bean Soup day at the cafe.

Continue reading to share in the lovely memories of her grandfather.

Read more from A Tribute to Opa Oepie at Hey, Mrs. Wilson!

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mossygreen 5 pts

Here's my tribute to my Grandmother, who passed away recently:

http://mossygreen-northside.blogspot.com/2011/06/s... ( http://mossygreen-northside.blogspot.com/2011/06/s... )

She taught me so much about how to be a good and caring person. I want to grow up to be the kind of grandma she was. She is very missed.

ShoreBookworm 5 pts

I love reading stories like this. Partly because I am always interested in people and their family stories. But mostly because when individuals like Opa Oepie have led good, earnest, loving lives it is a gift back to them to let as many people know as possible. Sometimes it is the only thing you can give them.

My grandparents practically raised me. Although I am not blind to the fact they were human beings with their own foibles, I adored them. And still do.

I wrote about my grandfather on what would have been the 105th anniversary of his birth:

http://nourishourselves.blogspot.com/2009/11/quiet...

He was 96 when he died, still handsome, funny and charming. I had him for 46 years and that still wasn't enough. I will miss you always Grandpa.

Marie

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