Tuesday, June 09, 2009

This is the only picture I took at my Grandpa's funeral, but I thought it was a neat one. It was so moving to see all those flags lining the steps to the church. The funeral itself was unforgettable. It was neat to be back in the old Yale Ward, I hadn't been there in years. There are so many memories in that building. I learned so many things I hadn't known about my grandpa. He was an amazing father, grandfather, husband, and friend. And he loved God. I got teary-eyed quite a few times, but not because I was so sad to see him go, more that I was proud of the heritage he left me. I'm so grateful for his service in the war, for his service in the church, and for the love he showed his children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. I know he is much happier where he is now, but he is deeply missed.

3 comments:

Celeste said...

As sad as it is to have a loved one pass away, It leaves you feeling grateful for the gospel and inspired to live your life in such away to honor the ones who have gone and bless the ones that are to follow. I'm glad that you had such a great grandpa, isn't it such a blessing to have the gospel and know that it's not the end?

Nathan and Amanda said...

That is a great picture. I am feeling particularly patriotic these days, and sights like those make me want to cry. I am sure your grandpa was a great man, and your post makes me realize how little time I could have to get those family history stories from the older members of my family!

Judy said...

I almost feel as though I am a Hurst because I know so many of you. You should be proud of your heritage, and teach Julia to be proud of it too. Yale Ward would not have been as good without your extended family. I'm sure that the greatest gift you could give your grandparents is to follow in their footsteps, (which you are doing.