Corey's beloved Grandpa passed away in February.
He was almost 95 years old.
3 children, 20 grandchildren and 52 great-grandchildren is the legacy that he left.
There are no words deep enough to adequately describe how absolutely pure and loving of a man that he was.
The most unique thing about him was that he played a saw. Like the one you cut wood with. Beautiful music that will be missed.
Here Corey and I are with him about a month before he passed.
Here are a couple of pictures from the service that I shamelessly copied from my sister-in-law's facebook page.
Grandma passed away in 2003.
They are together again at last.
Here is the poem that my 16 year old son, Joseph, wrote and read at the funeral.
William Holmes Walker
This is for the man who saw his world change, from horses and wagons, to cars and planes.
This is for the man who worked his whole life, through sweat, through tears, through pain and strife.
This is for the man who never gave less, who always saw the good, who always gave his best.
To set the example for his family and for his name, and learn from every problem that he overcame.
This is for the man who could always crack a joke, who was full of optimism, and full of hope.
This is for the man who had music fill his life, with melodic, sweet harmonies, much like his wife.
This is for the man who could put music into a saw,
This is for the man who did it all.
We miss you!
Love you Grandpa!
