Lincoln and I were able to fly out to Mesa where my grandma got to meet Lincoln. She used to work for an airline, and was so sweet to find a buddy pass we could use, since we were coming the farthest. The porkchop was great on the plane ride there, but the 6-hour flight home was the worst. experience. ever. It was really great how so many of us could gather to honor such a great man. My grandparents have 13 children, 64 grandchildren, and 14 great grandchildren and though many of the little kids stayed at home, most everyone else was able to make it there.
Even Braden!! My brother made a surprise appearance just minutes before the funeral. Me and Travis hadn't seen Braden since he got back from his mission, and he hadn't met Lincoln yet. Happy reunion. We had some good late night chats about life.After the funeral, we all drove to Virden, New Mexico, where my grandpa grew up. This was his high school, abandoned for over 50 years. We buried him next to two of his sons who died as babies, with a beautiful desert sunset behind. My grandpa was a very kind and gentle man who never raised his voice, brought up a large and righteous family, and always led by quiet example. We're all so happy that he is freed from physical pains, up in heaven doing some amazing things already. I love you grandpa!