My Grandpa Jensen passed away last week. I've thought about him so much the past few months and for some reason my mind keeps getting routed to one particular story. A little while after my family moved to Arkansas from Utah, I was at church and we started watching a movie the LDS church had produced about something (I have very few details, I apologize, but the story is just as good without them!) church related. All of the sudden, one of my big sisters yelled 'good Lord, that's my Grandpa!!'. It was hilarious, and it really was our Grandpa. For some reason his regal good looks had gotten him into the Mormon film business and we got to have a little bit of him for just a moment, even though we were so far away. I've remembered that day ever since, and there have been many times that my friends and family have laughed hysterically about it. He was a great man, lived a great life, served his country and his family with pride, and will be greatly missed.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Good Lord, That's My Grandpa!
My Grandpa Jensen passed away last week. I've thought about him so much the past few months and for some reason my mind keeps getting routed to one particular story. A little while after my family moved to Arkansas from Utah, I was at church and we started watching a movie the LDS church had produced about something (I have very few details, I apologize, but the story is just as good without them!) church related. All of the sudden, one of my big sisters yelled 'good Lord, that's my Grandpa!!'. It was hilarious, and it really was our Grandpa. For some reason his regal good looks had gotten him into the Mormon film business and we got to have a little bit of him for just a moment, even though we were so far away. I've remembered that day ever since, and there have been many times that my friends and family have laughed hysterically about it. He was a great man, lived a great life, served his country and his family with pride, and will be greatly missed.
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That day is forever etched into my memory as well! He was a wonderful man. I'll never forget how he pronounced your name. He was so deliberate with it each time. I'll miss him.
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