As you may know, my Grandfather passed away at the end of February. He had been gearing up to make a trip to Wichita so that he could deliver a car that he’d fixed up for me, and also to visit. It was my sister’s old car, a ’96 Camry, which she sold to Dad because she couldn’t afford an expensive repair, which I was buying from Dad, and which Grandpa had said he would fix in exchange for Baby. I thought he was off his rocker, because Baby is more of a liability than an asset, but I agreed. He loves to fix cars and he probably was going to use her for parts, so maybe it was a good deal, or maybe he was just being ultra-generous. Probably a combination of both, as he really lived to help others out…and to fix cars. He consistently had about ten of them, or more, on his property.
I was very eager to get the Camry back, but Grandpa isn’t known for his timeliness. Mom got her lateness factor from him, and multiplied it by a million, but he still is pretty hard to keep on a schedule. He had fixed the car after a few months, but instead of bringing it back or letting us come and pick it up, he kept telling us he really wanted to make the trip himself because he lived to visit us and delivering the car gave him a good reason to come. Nine months later, he was ready to bring it! A snow storm (the one that almost killed me) delayed him by a week and before the weather cleared…he was gone.
We aren’t guaranteed a tomorrow, but most of us take it for granted, not only for ourselves but for our loved ones. As we witness the heartbreaking devastation and loss from the Oklahoma tornadoes, it is a good reminder to appreciate what we have today, especially the people, because we never know if we’ll have them tomorrow. I’m just so glad we got to have one last good visit with Grandpa before he passed.
Grandpa always made sure to feed us something nutritious while he was visiting!
Dennis and I traveled with Mom and Dad to Joplin, MO, the weekend after Grandpa’s death so that we could pick up the car, and they were going to stay behind to help Uncle David care for Grandma, who has advanced Alzheimer’s. The funeral wasn’t until the following weekend. When we arrived, we found the car stuffed to the gills with food.
As we emptied it out, saving a bit for ourselves since Uncle David said we could keep what we wanted, I thought about Grandpa and how he had probably bought all this food to give to those he loved. I thought about all the times he’d come to Wichita, car loaded to the brim with boxes full of apples, or peaches, or yogurt, or whatever, to give to us. He lived to help people, especially their diets. :)
I wish I would have taken a picture of the back seat that showed how high the stuff was piled. On top was a crate of blueberries, a flat of nectarines, a flat of lemons, and a pineapple. Remember when I mentioned inheriting blueberries and lemons from Grandpa? This is how–they came with the car. :)
Through the window you can see how high he’d piled food stuffs! This trunk had SO much in it, including a 50 lb. bag of shelled peanuts and a folding table that he bought for Dad.
I wasn’t able to thank Grandpa for his work on the car while he was here, or for the lemons and blueberries that he inadvertently gifted to me, but I’m so very thankful. I now have a solid, reliable car that starts without any tricks, and doesn’t have any “Service” or “Check Engine” lights lit up on the dash.
And I’ve named her Becky because Becky seems like a solid, reliable kind of name to me. :)
As for Baby, she is still alive and kicking. Dennis turned her into his project car for a couple months and did some very inexpensive fixes on her appearance, and then my sister ended up needing a car (the same one who I inadvertently got mine from) so we gifted her with Baby. I’m glad to have her still in the family and not consigned to a junk yard just yet. I’ll always have a soft spot in my heart for Baby and all her troublesome ways, but I’m beyond thankful for Becky and all Grandpa did to fix her up for me, including the groovy gray primer on her nose that we just need to cover with some white. :)
Though I have to say, part of me enjoys the reminder of how much work he put into the car I’m now driving. Thank you Grandpa, I love and miss you!!!!
Veronica's Cornucopia 
So sorry to hear about your grangfathers passing. Sound like he was bigger than life itself, the world need more people like him – it would be a much better place.
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Glad you posted more about your blueberry inheritance. Your grandpa sounds like a peach. I wish I would have known him. (I had a 97 Camry that I drove and drove and drove.At 273,000 miles and only having a third gear, I sold it for $500 to a local mechanic. He passed it along and tells me it is still going strong (in third gear only)! :) These are great cars!!!!!!
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Veronica, what a wonderful, loving tribute to your Grandpa. I love that photo of you with him by the bicycle, as well as the glimpses into his generous, nurturing life. Your writing is so descriptive, it was like a “heart-to-heart talk!” Thank you for Thankful Thursdays.
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what a beautiful tribute to what sounds like an amazing man!!
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Best Thankful Thursday ever V! Love that your grandpa was always thinking of others.
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What a sweet, sweet grandpa God gifted you with! What a special tribute this is to him. That car will have special meaning to you!! (I like the name too!) ;)
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What a nice tribute to your Grandpa. He certainly was a generous and caring, kind man. The food in the car is crazy! I remember you telling me about it…wowza! Glad you have a reliable car now. And hey Becky is better than Christine….lol!!!
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What a sweet story about such a wonderful generous man. I know you will miss him. Can’t believe he put all that food in the car to give to everyone… Congrats on getting Becky!
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He sounds inspirational my friend, such a lovely tribute to a wonderful person!
Loved this Thursday!
Cheers
CCU
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sorry to hear about your gandpa. my mom died in 2010 so i know what its like. take care billy
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Your Grandpa certainly sounds like a wonderful guy, and now this car can be another reminder of him. I hope that Becky is a good friend to you for many years to come!
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Oh Veronica – what a heart-grabbing, tender post about your beloved grandpa. He would be SOOO proud of you for taking time to put all this together. I’m glad to finally know the ‘mystery’ of how you inherited the blueberries…what a sweet sweet story. I’m so sorry for your loss, but thankful you have so many precious memories of your special grandpa. May God bring you closer to healing each and every day. You are a wonder, Gal, and I miss you lots! XO
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Your grandpa sounds like a really neat man, and very inspiring. I’m so sorry for your loss, Veronica. That picture of him in the kitchen is adorable.
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What a wonderful man! I teared up a bit when as I read this…what heart and soul the man had…and he left you a beautiful baby girl =)
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What a sweet dear man. Such wonderful memories you have of him and he will live on in your heart forever.
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my grandpa is also big into buying groceries for our family. grandpas are so wonderful, and yours sounds especially generous and caring. beautiful tribute.
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A sweet story Veronica! It sounds like you have a ton of wonderful memories of your grandfather! I know he’d be pleased to know how much you appreciate his car!
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Such a wonderful tribute to your Grandfather! He sounds like a generous and loving man.
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Such a lovely, generous man you had in your life! Your family and everyone he touched has been forever blessed by his kind spirit. I only vaguely remember one grandfather and he passed when I was five. I have found that our lives are enriched in so many ways when we become friends with our elders.
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How sweet of your grandfather! It’s so great that you now have this, with all your other memories, to remember him by.
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aww I stumbled upon your blog with the coconut oil post. I saw the photo of your grandpa making coconut oil scrambled eggs, then found myself at this post. He seemed like a lovely man!
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