My Tribute to my Grandpa
Wednesday night, the family gathered at our hometown hospital and said goodbye to someone who gave us such a good life and memories to remember. If you don't know him, he was Roger Dunham. A husband, a father, a grandfather, a great-grandfather, a farmer, and a community man. Most mornings, you could find him with his coffee pals at a local gas station or diner. At every game or event, you'd see him with a great big smile on his face. As kids, he was the grandpa you wish every kid your age had because they missed out on what having an awesome grandpa was about. He taught me to drive the Gator when I was 10 years old. He turned the barn's hayloft into a play area for us kids. He built a playhouse out back and filled it with all the most significant things to have as a child. We played 'survival' and would cross the gravel road to hit the creek for treasures, and he paved a path so we could get there safely. He taught us that work mattered and...