My Grandfather

My grandfather is constantly on my mind these days. He wasn't suppose to live this long, but he's so tough. I have learned a lot from my grandfather, "Coach", & he has played many roles in my life. He was my biggest cheerleader when it came to my game of tennis. He loved tennis and he loved watching me play. No telling how many of my tennis matches he watched; hundreds I'm sure! Jane & him used to take me to tournament after tournament in the summer time. We'd travel all over Central Texas. They were my biggest fans. What an encouragement they were.

I have numerous found memories of my grandfather in my early childhood years as well. My sister and I would spend the night at my grandparents often and play, play, play at their house. We enjoyed swimming together and eating watermelon & creating mudpies in the backyard during the hot summer months.

One of my fondest memories is when Coach & Jane took Sarah & me to an RV park that was full of retired snowbirds. I remembering laying in the dark in the RV one night and laughing so hard as my grandfather sang, "K,K,K, Katie. Beautiful Katie. You're the only w,w,w, one that I adore. When the m, m, m, moon shines, over the c, c, c, cowshed. I'll be waiting at the k, k, k, kitchen door". (This was hilarious at the moment).

My grandfather had numerous nicknames for me. I'd answer to James, JEM, Jimbo; whatever he wanted to call me was fine. He was the only one that had a nickname for me, so it made me feel special.

I'm going to miss Coach when the Lord takes him, but I have a lot of memories/stories to share with Keegan about his great grandfather. Please pray for peace for my family & him.