Be good cowboy

My Grandpa Woody passed away this last week and a picture like this always hung up in his kitchen. I really want to find one that looks like the one they had but so far no good. Gpa Woody was married to Gma Mary. Who I am actually named after. She was such a sweetheart and so was he. Today at his service they talked about how outspoken he was but he was so full of service. I want to do more service and be more charitable.

His service was really nice. They had a musical number that I want to try and find the song and really listen to it because the two girls didn't sing loud enough for me to hear. I think the song is called "love me." it was nice for people to share some stories about him and remember the little sweet things about him. It also brought back some little memories of Mary. Kobby got asked to be a pall bearer. My dad loved him doing that. He said he was great to do it and also represented out family. I'm happy that Kob got that opportunity to do it. I really wish Kob had the opportunity to meet my Grandpas. I know they would have just loved him! I know my Grandmas do. My Grandma Alger talks about him all the time to my dad. I know they both love him so so much. But so does my whole family. They tell me all the time. And I know it, I know they do. It's back again to luck but also love. Still perfectly happy.