So many great memories of them and their farm. Kittens, like Debbie and Grandpa are holding, always seemed to be in ready supply, along with fun and adventure. Below is a deeper glimpse into the life of my Grandpa Hoy. Hope you enjoy!
Thanks, Grandpa
Thanks, Grandpa, for all the memories.
I love to remember
The times we had.
To have a grandpa who had a farm,
What could be better?
All the time you spent with us
Playing hide and seek
Climbing the hay loft
Telling us stories under the trees
And falling asleep right in the middle.
“I’ll give you a quarter if you walk that fence!”
You would say.
Sometimes we would be scared
To do it,
But then you would do it yourself,
And we loved it.
As we grew older
You always took an interest
In the things we were doing.
You were proud and always
Supported us in our new ventures.
When we married,
You made it natural and easy
For our husbands
To call you “Grandpa”.
What a good feeling.
And, Grandpa,
You were a man of God.
You could hardly pray without a few tears
While thinking about
Your Jesus.
What a heritage you have given us.
Grandpa, the memories are so precious,
Thanks for your special
Love.
--written in memory of my grandpa, Daniel A. Hoy
"I thank my God every time I remember you." Philippians 1:3



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