{"id":1723,"date":"2010-07-21T18:28:13","date_gmt":"2010-07-22T03:28:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bbryson.com\/erin\/?p=1723"},"modified":"2010-07-21T18:28:13","modified_gmt":"2010-07-22T03:28:13","slug":"lovable-lou","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bbryson.com\/erin\/2010\/07\/21\/lovable-lou\/","title":{"rendered":"Lovable Lou"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I’m not sure where my grandpa got the nickname Lovable Lou<\/em>, <\/em>but I couldn’t think of a more appropriate description for such a wonderful guy. He was just fun to be around – whether sharing an old story, a joke, or putting on a silly hat to make us smile, you just couldn’t help but to love spending time with him. No one knew this better than my Grandma.<\/p>\n

I think any of us should be so lucky as to find a love like my grandparents had. They found each other young and spent the rest of their lives making each other happy. They raised four great boys. They lived a full life.<\/p>\n

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I loved hearing Grandpa talk about the bakery. My favorite story is where he loaded up a bismarck so full of jelly that it exploded over the wise-guy that frequented the place. Of course stories weren’t all that remained from Gramp’s baking days… we grew up on his peanut butter twists and other tasty treats!<\/p>\n

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I feel so incredibly lucky to have grown up next door to my grandparents. We used to march over early in the summer mornings wearing our swimsuits – which Gramp called our “summer uniforms”. We’d run in and out of the house and somehow manage to get G & G to take us swimming at Raps Beach. Grandpa was often out tinkering in the garage. He was a handy guy. There were late night pinnachle games and early morning rides to school. Gramp always knew where we were headed and the exact time we got home each night. I loved that about him.<\/p>\n

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It was tough to see my grandparents have to leave the lake. I know Grandpa missed home a lot. Even so, he never lost that twinkle in his beautiful blue eyes. Grandpa has missed Grandma these last months, too. So during this sad time it is comforting to know that the two of them are together again.<\/p>\n

This is one of those times where I wish I was a writer – my words seem inadequate. My grandpa was a great man. I loved him – we all did. I will miss him.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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