My paternal grandfather, Jack Alexander, passed away yesterday at the age of 89. He had been suffering from Alzheimer's disease for several years, after also suffering some heart problems. As I was going through the photos I have of him, I noted that he almost always had such a pleasant, happy look on his face. The one above is especially random, but I love it, because that is exactly how I remember him--work gloves on and a smile on his face! I know no one is perfect, but I only have happy memories of my granddad. He always seemed to wear a smile. Pa was always excited to show you what he was growing in his garden or what projects he was working on. He kept his yard immaculate and the house, trees, grass, fence, and cars always looked like something out of Better Homes and Gardens magazine.
He took great pride in his work, and it showed.
Even though he had terrible allergies that plagued his health and comfort, he chose to put on his work gloves and be outdoors doing the things he loved--fishing, golfing, and working in his yard. I honestly don't remember hearing him complain, even though most people with allergies like his would choose to remain inside. We always loved when he would irrigate the lawn. It was like a water park in the yard! It was a lot of work and took great attention, but he and Grammy always made sure it got done and their emerald green lawn was a testament of the work they put in.
Pa always had an ear-to-ear grin and hug and kiss for each of his grandchildren. He always made each of us feel special, and we loved to spend afternoons swinging on the big wooden swing in the backyard, under the cool shade of his prized apple trees. Every autumn, every family felt like they had won the lottery as we took home boxes of the golden yellow apples that came from Pa and Grammy's trees. I cannot imagine the hours of labor that went into those trees over the years, watering, spraying, pruning, and picking the delectable fruit. The best apple pies I have ever made have been by the fruit of those trees!
When it came time to leave after a wonderful visit to his home, Pa would always smile and wave and say, "Enjoy!" He endured a great deal of suffering in the last few years as his mind and body were ravaged by the terrible disease. Still, I feel he did his best to maintain a positive attitude and endure to the end. I wish my children would have been able to know him better. In the end, it always seems that the visits were too few and far between. But the times I spent with my sweet grandpa will always be a cherished memory, and it is comforting to have faith that as his mortal body is laid to rest, his spirit and legacy of hard work and love will live on. I believe his spirit is free from the many trials his body suffered, and he is in an infinitely better place.
Grammy and Pa in the nursing home within the last couple years
Mike, Pa, and my dad
My dad, his brother, Jackie, and Grandpa at Missy's wedding reception in October, 2005
Pa and Grammy
My dad with his parents
Pa and Grammy at her 80th birthday celebration in 2005
In his rocking chair
With Zachary in May of 2009
Zach with his great grandparents in January 2009
Missy working her massage magic
Grandma Malan, me, Grammy, Missy, Susan, Pa's only daughter,
my mom, and my Aunt Valerie, wife of his son Jackie.
I had to include this photo because I do not have any pictures of my dad's
whole family together. What a pity.
The handsome Alexander men












