I don't really have one particular memory of grandpa, more like a little bit here and there of all our visits put together. Going to the canal, riding the fourwheelers. Grandpa always made sure the grandkids were entertained, even to the point that he'd play card games with us. Most recently, though, I was up visiting Vanessa in Rexburg, and we went out to visit grandma and grandpa. They took us for a ride around Chester, ID, telling us about people who lived the there and about their herds of livestock. I will always love the beautiful Eastern Idaho landscape and the Teton mountains. They will forever remind me of Grandpa.
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