A Tribute to Dad

There once was a young man:

Who married his teenage dream:

He almost always had a smile on his face:

Even after he had a couple of kids who sometimes looked like this:

He worked a long time in gravel construction. Many summer vacations were spent in a holiday trailer in the middle of nowhere:

When he wasn't at work, he was at play, (which seemed a lot like work to a couple of kids):

There were a few memorable vacations:

He was always willing to stop for some real fun:

And have some serious construction discussion:

He always had a beard which he sometimes let his bored daughter braid:

He loved his kids more than most:

Which he proved when he shaved his beard for the first time in over 20 years for his daughter's wedding because she asked:

He always knew what to do and taught how to do it:

He held a lot of babies:

And got roped into a lot of projects:

He will be missed more than words and thoughts can imagine:

Garfield James Scheie

October 18, 1947 - December 16, 2011

Grandpa Dirt Hill

There's not much more that my kids love than tromping around through Grandpa Dirt Hill's forest.

Unless it's building a fort in the forest with a leftover tarp.

May not look like much to you, but quite a few battles and invaders happened upon that wooden fortress!

Dad's been known as Grandpa with the sheep for most of Clayton's life. It was his way of sorting out which grandparent I was talking about. However, Dad got rid of the sheep a few years back so the other kids decided he needed a new name. Since he has this big dirt hill that they love to climb up and down and have amazing battles on, they decided he should be called Grandpa Dirt Hill from now on.

It works.