Eden with her Grandpa Great in Michigan-Christmas 2005
Eden dutifully buckles her seatbelt, reads the safety instructions and watches the world below.
Last week started off like any other week. Eden and I were getting ready for a trip to Wilcox for the weekend, where I was going to work at the Bumblebees and Ladybug's Children Cosignment sale in Kearney. We spent the week recovering from Holy Week and Easter, filling each and every day with 'something' that had been put off until 'after Easter'.
We arrived in Wilcox on Thursday, and the pick up promptly went to visit Joel in the shop for a brake job. Friday morning, as I was heading out the door, my mom called with news that my grandpa had passed away peacefully at home that morning.
After many hours on the phone with Amtrak and airlines, calculating mileage and gas prices, at 10p.m. I found a flight out of Lincoln at 5 p.m. on Saturday. Al called a fellow pastor at 10:30 p.m., who agreed to preach for him Sunday morning and thus began our journey home. Having anticipated that this day would come, I had previously packed toiletries bags and funeral clothes. Al had to come up with the rest, including camping gear (keep reading)....
Allen left Bridgeport 7 a.m. on Saturday, arriving in Wilcox to pick up Eden and myself around noon. We headed for Lincoln and got checked in 20 mintues before boarding. In Detroit, our plane was on the run way for 45 minutes while we waited in line to be de-iced, and then had a 13 minute flight to Flint. Mom and Dad met us, and Eden was asleep before we left the parking lot around 11:45 p.m. Eastern Time (2 hrs. off Mountain Time).
All but one of the Kraft Clan made it home for Grandpa. Showings were all day Sunday and Monday, with the funeral on Tuesday. We snuck away on Monday to visit Al's Grandpa in the nursing home about an hour away. Wednesday was laundry, repacking and fun with grandma (below). We boarded a plane for Lincoln Thursday at 7 a.m.
We arrived in Wilcox on Thursday, and the pick up promptly went to visit Joel in the shop for a brake job. Friday morning, as I was heading out the door, my mom called with news that my grandpa had passed away peacefully at home that morning.
After many hours on the phone with Amtrak and airlines, calculating mileage and gas prices, at 10p.m. I found a flight out of Lincoln at 5 p.m. on Saturday. Al called a fellow pastor at 10:30 p.m., who agreed to preach for him Sunday morning and thus began our journey home. Having anticipated that this day would come, I had previously packed toiletries bags and funeral clothes. Al had to come up with the rest, including camping gear (keep reading)....
Allen left Bridgeport 7 a.m. on Saturday, arriving in Wilcox to pick up Eden and myself around noon. We headed for Lincoln and got checked in 20 mintues before boarding. In Detroit, our plane was on the run way for 45 minutes while we waited in line to be de-iced, and then had a 13 minute flight to Flint. Mom and Dad met us, and Eden was asleep before we left the parking lot around 11:45 p.m. Eastern Time (2 hrs. off Mountain Time).
All but one of the Kraft Clan made it home for Grandpa. Showings were all day Sunday and Monday, with the funeral on Tuesday. We snuck away on Monday to visit Al's Grandpa in the nursing home about an hour away. Wednesday was laundry, repacking and fun with grandma (below). We boarded a plane for Lincoln Thursday at 7 a.m.
Mataya, Eden, Grandma and Ariya coloring
We made it back to the Jenkins in Wilcox on Thursday for supper, and stayed until Friday, where we then drove to Cozad for the 7-8th grade confirmation camp that was scheduled for that weekend. Al was a presenter and I was partly in charge of games. Saturday afternoon, it was time to head back to Bridgeport and the place we now call home. Sunday everybody slept about 4 hours and today is full of 'catching up on everything else'!
Thanks to all for your cards and prayers in this time of loss. The link has the obituary from the Marlette Leader. Grandpa was a strong hold in the community for many years and it was good to sit around and hear stories of the like.
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