Another Memory

A sad morning Through My Back Door. My giant has died. My Mother's first cousin, Eddie, was a big man. A big man in more ways than size. He was my giant. You have read about his wife, Ila, who gave me my first coffee grinder. I grabbed it and left them outside. A story still being laughed about. Well, Eddie was my rescuer. When I would visit back in Ohio, after my grandparents moved back here, he would always come get me and take me to their house. I loved being there. They had 4 little ones and it was always jumping. Triplett boys and a daughter, Kathy. If he was driving a truck I rode with him, and he always made me feel I was special. Ila taught me all I know about cooking and housekeeping. My Mother just didn't make me do anything. Something Beth, Deb, and I talked about while we were at Beths. I peeled my first potato at their house. Yes, it  was big, but not so when  I was finished. Fast forward a few years and I am an adult and married. I was blessed when he and Curtis became so close. Lots of fun trips made back and forth from Powell to Ohio, and Ohio to Powell.  Our kids called them Uncle and Aunt. They were so good to them. Lots of memories flooding today. So many laughs around their big oak table. Anytime we visited, Ken, Kirk, Keith, and Kathy, were always there. Sitting around that table eating and having such a wonderful time.
My giant died last night, but he will never be forgotten. He was a big man in not only size, but heart.

He loved his dogs. They were family to him. His children and grands were the light of his life.
I can still seeing him grilling steaks, asking over and over again, "Is it okay? If its not right, we can do another, or put it back on." Those of us lucky enough to be there would just laugh and look at one another. I will miss that laugh.
Thanks for letting me share another memory and for coming Through My back Door where life is good.
betty
PS: Amelia is growing like a little weed, but still in NICU. Please continue the prayers
PSS: Tamra is doing well
PSSS: Don't forget Christmas in July in Clinton Saturday.