...my paternal grandpa was born on this day. One hundred and five years ago a new leaf sproated on my family tree. More than a century has passed, and the changes that have occurred he wouldn't believe today if he were still with us. I knew very little of him, even though I was 18 when he passed away. He was very reserved, quiet, and never really liked to tell many stories. Working on old beat up automobiles was more his fancy. It was a good day when I could get him to talk about his parents or events in his life. These are the days I wish I could recapture. I have so little to share with my kids about him, other than the stories that have been passed along from others, I wish I had more of my own. Well, here's to you Grandpa Frank...Happy Birthday.
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Hi Candi, what a great photo for you to have. I wish you could have had more of a chance to know him... Your grandpa and my dad would be almost the same age if they were still here: my papa would have been 107 this year! ~~Kathy
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