The Greatest Generation

How fortunate for us to have taken that unexpected road trip to WI earlier this month. How fortunate for us that we got to spend one last week with my grandpa. How fortunate for us that we were there to help celebrate his 86th birthday. How fortunate for us to have had Robert L. Schreier in our lives for as long as we did. How fortunate for us to have known him.......

On April 20th 2011, we lost another member of our greatest generation, my Papa. He was the kindest, the silliest, the truest, and the most generous and patient person I've ever known. He was outgoing and fun and always had a story to share, a hand to lend, or a corny joke to tell. He was my hero, and I'll miss him beyond words.

God saw the road was getting rough,

The hills were hard to climb.

He gently closed those loving eyes

And whispered "Peace be thine,"

The weary hours, the days of pain,

The sleepless nights are passed.

The ever-patient worn out frame

Has found sweet rest at last.

God saw you were getting weary

So he did what He thought best;

He came and stood beside you

And whispered, "Come and rest!"

You bade no one a last farewell,

Not even a good-bye,

You were gone before we knew it

And only God knows why.

~ taken from the funeral card