My Grandpa Ralph

My mother's father passed away this week, he was 103 years old. I'm currently preparing some remarks for his funeral, so I don't have time to write much here. Grandpa's life could fill volumes.


This is one of my favorite photos of Grandpa seated next to his youngest daughter (my mother). He was a farmer by vocation. He worked a lot harder than his overalls. He was adored by all 31 of his grandchildren.
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Update: Grandpa's funeral was really uplifting -- it was great to see all my relatives. I told a cousin today that the Burt family is a great family to be a member of. A couple people requested a copy of my remarks -- they can be found here (without all the blubbering).