My grandpa would have been 100 years old yesterday..if he hadn't of died 15 years ago. ): What a sweet man he was. My memory is limited, but I won't forget the wet kisses we got from Grandpa everytime we came to visit. Nor will I forget the scratchy mustache and how I always tried to avoidthe kisses because his mustache was so itchy, but I couldn't resist a kiss from my wonderful Gpa. He didn't talk much, played the harmonica like an expert (there are experts in the harmonica playing field, right?), and loved his baseball (never went to Gma and Gpa's without a baseball game on).
This video is not of Gpa, but of the crazy, CRAZY birds we had in our yard yesterday. This isn't the first time we've had a strange case of Alred Hitchcock's, "The Birds" like behavior; it seems like whenever the weather is colder, or changing, or a storm's abrewing (word?), the birds go nuts! And there's a TON of them. If my computer wasn't telling me, once again, that I've "exceeded my picture limit", I'd post the pics that I took as well. There were well over...well, I won't give you a number cuz I have no idea. Just imagine A LOT! (; Now I sound like one of my kids.