After losing my grandmother,
the fear of losing my grandpa was even stronger!
But for a time everything seemed to go well with him.
Aside from some not so minor health problems, he seemed
to be doing well and coping with the loss of granny.
Then one day about 3 years after her death, I got the call that
I had been dreading. Grandpa had a heart attack
and was hospitalized. After staying with him most
of the night, they finally got him stabilized.
He told me to go home and get some rest,
"Come see me in the morning " he said to me.
So I told him I would be back first thing in the morning.
That morning my husband and I arrived at the hospital
early. When we got to his floor, I saw that my Aunts
were already there. As I got closer to his room I saw
that my Aunts were crying and I knew what had happened.
I turned away and broke down. This suprisingly hit me harder
than when my granny died. It was so sudden, no long
hospital stay. He was such a quiet man, very gentle.
He never had harsh words for me. And I always knew
that he loved me and was proud of me. When he was a young man
he was a wrestler and his big hands always made
me feel safe. I could always count on him for encouragement,
and I know that when my time comes he will be there
waiting for me with his hands out stretched to make
me feel safe again!

Hollis O. Brunt

Born July 1910

Died February 1980

My Grandmother's Memorial 

My Mother's Memorial          

My Father In-Laws Memorial