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Rock Walks and Remembering Grandpa

When I was a kid and long before my parents built their house in this windy little valley filled with cottonwood trees, back when my great-grandparents owned this piece of land, we’d walk out into what felt like the wild, down to the little creek. We’d climb up the sandstone banks and collect pretty rocks…

When I was a kid and long before my parents built their house in this windy little valley filled with cottonwood trees, back when my great-grandparents owned this piece of land, we’d walk out into what felt like the wild, down to the little creek. We’d climb up the sandstone banks and collect pretty rocks and raw, bright turquoise clay to grind and use for art projects. It was a magical way to spend a lot of my childhood summers and practically every Thanksgiving (which is decidedly a DeWitt holiday).

Now when we come to visit my parents, I get to relive some of that magic when I take my kids out for walks to that same creek. They love to search for rocks and shells, to pet the horses that live nearby, to skip stones on the water (though this time the creek was frozen and Heather was brave enough to venture out onto the ice!)

Claire said to me yesterday, “Mom, we don’t do things like this in the city and that’s why I love Grammy’s house.” And I felt a little guilty. But also grateful we could come home for this bonus visit – a bittersweet time for all of us who loved Grandpa DeWitt so much.

He was a bit of a toughie, but mostly a softie. A war hero, a perfectionist, an amazing violinist, a great hugger, a teacher and advisor. He had a twinkle in his eye that just wouldn’t quit and an incredible gift for making every person he knew feel like they were his favorite (I totally was though). Also, he was pretty much the strongest old guy around. He could arm wrestle a twenty year-old with what seemed like ease back when he was 70. And even at 90, his strong body was determined to hold on longer than his heart wanted to. It makes me endlessly happy to think of him now reunited with my grandma, his life-long sweetie.

He loved this sweet little town called Snowflake, and all its windy, quirky beauty. He loved his family most though, and all of us have a hole in our hearts the size of a cottonwood tree.


Love and miss you Grandpa.

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53 thoughts on “Rock Walks and Remembering Grandpa

  1. What a lovely post, and such a beautiful picture of your grandpa. My grandparents used to live in Snowflake but since they moved when I was still pretty young I haven't been back. This reminded me of exploring around the home I grew up in though, and reminds me so much of my own grandpa. Thanks for sharing this with us. I know you're right – he must be with his sweetheart now.

  2. Beautiful post Jenny. Am so sorry for your loss. My first husband, a writer wrote the following poem just months before he passed away. I try to share it when I can as it keeps his memory alive for me and often comforts others. It's called

    When Petals Fall
    by Ed Lusch, 2006

    Death the final notice?
    Or kindling of fond memories.
    Ashes to Ashes?
    Dust to dust?
    Or rebirth of spirit:
    A soul set free.

    What comes must go:
    Everything on its way,
    To someone, somewhere,
    As alive as song and laughter.
    Unconfined to this place,
    Unencumbered by this time,
    Eternally bound by understanding:

    The rose knows
    Not to weep
    When petals fall to earth.

    And we can learn,
    What the rose will teach
    When our petals become garlands-
    forever after

    k

  3. What a wonderful remembrance of your Grandfather.
    My sympathies to you and your family. May the rocks serve as a reminder of his strength and beauty.
    pve

  4. Jenny

    I'm sorry for your loss. Thank you for posting such nice memories of your grandpa. I am fortunate to have both of my grandparents today, but I know that won't be the case forever and reading your post reminds me what a special people grandparents are for everyone.

    Bises
    Denise

  5. What a beautiful homage to your grandfather. It's so special to have them for any length of time but wonderful to thing of them with the people they've loved who went before.

    Hugs from a girl from Payson (AZ).

  6. Oh Jenny, I feel your pain. It is so hard to lose such a pillar in your family and in your life. It hurts, no other way around it. Im so sorry but Im glad you got to be with others to share in the love surrounding him.
    xo Nancy
    Powellbrowerhome.com

  7. Such a lovely post Jenny – what a special man. So nice that you're still connected to that place that has so many wonderful memories for you to share and make new ones with your girls.

  8. What a beautiful tribute to your grandparents and family at large. You should feel proud that you are fostering strength and the importance of family in your own girls. Blessed are you.

  9. A lovely tribute to your grandfather, it brought a tear to my eye. My husband's grandfather just passed away Jan. 13, and our family is going through the same thing. I've only seen my husband cry twice, when both grandfathers passed. It's so wonderful your girls got to know and love him!

  10. I'm so sorry for your loss. When my beloved grandmother passed, I felt the same: my grandparents, separated sixteen years by death, were finally reunited. One of the blessings of faith is knowing that this life isn't all there is. May he rest in peace.

  11. I am so glad you were able to gather with your family and celebrate the life of your grandpa. His funeral service was beautiful, and he will be missed by so many of us that loved him and also felt we were a special "favorite." Truly an incredibly loving man with a wonderful family that has blessed my life in so many ways. One of those blessings is getting to read your blog and be inspired by not only the incredible projects you do, but the admirable life you live. Thank you.

  12. Grandpas are the best. Isn't it amazing how strong men are as they age, its like they keep getting stronger! My grandfather was the same way. Hold tight to the memories…

  13. What a beautiful tribute to your grandfather. You have such a lovely family and I'm so glad you plan to share more of them with us.

  14. What a lovely tribute.

    I had a grandpa I was especially close to and when you talk about yours being a toughie, but mostly a softie I know exactly what you mean. I don't even think our generation has any IDEA what the word tough really means… and those are some great childhood memories to treasure.

  15. This is so beautiful. Friday was the one year anniversary I lost my grandfather. There's something special about these men in our life, never to be forgotten.

  16. I've never posted before, but I read your blog almost daily. Thank you for this sweet post; pulling back the curtain to reveal bits of your life and family is brave and bold, and it sits so well with me and I'm sure, so many of your readers. I'm sorry for your loss Jenny.

  17. This is beautiful, Jenny. It made me feel so much. Such lovely photos as well.

    Your grandpa sounds like he was a great man and I'm glad that you have such wonderful memories. I'm so sorry for your loss and I hope that you are able to get lots of quality time with your family during this time.

  18. So sorry for your loss, but it looks like your family is extremely blessed with a rich heritage from your Grandpa. What a precious tribute.

  19. I am so sorry for your loss. I had a special grandpa too and it was a hard loss for me when he died. Your grandpa sounded like a great man. Beautiful tribute.

  20. I'm very sorry for your loss, your post was absolutely beautiful, thanks for sharing it with us! I hope he's enjoying his time with his love!

  21. your grandfather sounds like such an amazing man. i'm so sorry for your loss. grandparents are one of life's greatest blessings, how special your children got to know them.

  22. I remember visiting your grandparents at their home with the big violin mounted on the wall outside their front door. They were wonderful people, and what an amazing family they created together. Thinking of you and yours at this difficult time.
    xo,
    Jilly

  23. Hauntingly beautiful. I just lost my grandfather as well, and they sound a lot alike. I'm sure he's kickin' it somewhere in the great unknown with your's and your grandma. Thank you for sharing.

  24. This makes me miss my pop pop so much. He spent most of my life in AZ and he also was tough but a huge softie inside, a perfectionist, a war hero, advisor, eye twinkle, everything you said. He started a rock collection for me too. Thank you for making me remember him in extra detail today. Just when I think I can't love your blog any more…prayers to your whole family and your beautiful grandfather.

  25. This was so sweet! My grandma grew up in Snowflake too (well, technically she grew up nowhere, on a ranch outside Snowflake), but I have such a soft spot in my heart for that town.

    Your grandpa sounds like an amazing man and I'm glad you could be there to honor him.

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