My fondest memory of Grandpa Harper is when Ben and I were out with grandpa by the cows and he was deflating one (I guess that’s what it is) and I kept making the cow upset, grandpa gave me 3 warnings to get out of the way and I still never listened. So as a result of my ditzy ness he yelled louder than I think I have ever heard him yell. On the happier note, one Sunday when I went to stay Grandma, Grandpa and I all went on a Sunday drive into the mountains to try to see Ted putting out a giant fire, it was giant to me. Also I remember that grandpa would constantly give me a hard time about drinking “swill water”, took me awhile to figure out what he actually meant. He is missed and always loved.
Kelly Henington
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