My Grandpa - Cecil Wescott

This is a picture of my Grandpa. His name was Cecil. Grandpa died 6 years ago March 1 and I have missed him everyday of those 6 years. In this picture Grandpa is sitting in his chair with an afghan that Grandma made for him. Grandma's chair is on the other side with an afghan on it too. I just wanted to share a few of my memories that I have with Grandpa and his chair.

The back of Grandpa's chair faced the doorway to the kitchen. When I was a little girl I used to come up behing Grandpa and run my hand acrossed his crew cut. He'd always say, "your going to mess up my curls" and I'd giggle and ask, "what curls?," and then Grandpa would say, "those curls up there, my hair is so long it's starting to curl. I need to get a haircut."

I can remember as a little girl sitting on Grandpa's lap in his chair and listening to him tell me stories or explain gardening or poetry to me. He had a little green book with poems in it and he would read some to me and explain the beauty in the words. We would watch The Lawrence Welk Show, which I would have never dreamed of watching any other time, but with Grandpa I loved it. He would talk about how beautiful the people's voices were and how talented they were. Sometimes he would even move the coffee table out of the middle of the living room and we would dance the Polka.

I can remember being about 3 or 4 years old and going through one of those annoying stages in my life. I was sitting on his lap in his chair and everything he'd say I'd ask "Why?". He didn't get mad at me he just played along. I remember giggling and now as an adult I'm sure he was annoyed, but he played along with me anyway.

I don't know if Grandpa remembered these little things we did in his chair, but to me these special moments in that chair will be forever embedded in my heart and some of the fondest memories I will ever have of Grandpa. I love you Grandpa and miss you so very much!

Sherry