Monday, January 30, 2012

Big Z

This is me and my Grandpa, Big Z, in 1995. Do you know what's miraculous about this? We both still look the same. True story. Today he's 88. His life would make the best movie. He was born in Brigham City, Utah, a very small town with two delicious restaurants (Peach City and Maddox). He married the girl he'd had his eye on since grade school and took her to far away Princeton where he was the captain of the football, basketball, and baseball teams. While they raised their family, he juggled a career, family, and church service. He traveled around the world. His grandkids can brag that he almost went pro in baseball, and could keep up with any professional golfer. He is a man of talent, faith, and integrity. In his honor today, we're not singing "Happy Birthday." Instead, we're singing a rousing rendition of the Princeton fight song. Love you, Grandpa!

Crash through that line of blue, 
And send the back on 'round the end! 
Fight, fight for ev'ry yard, 
Princeton's honor to defend. 
Rah! Rah! Rah! 
Rah! Tiger sis boom bah! 
And locomotives by the score! 
For we'll fight with a vim 
That is dead sure to win, 
For Old Nassau. 


patty said...

This is such a good post. I love that picture of the two of you. So cute. And the fight song! How clever!

VH said...

Did you have to google that? Cuz...I didn't know the fight song.

Thimbleanna said...

Wow -- your Grandpa sounds like an amazing man! And what a wonderful picture of the two of you!

Mama Pea said...

So sweet, and what an amazing story! You look just the same!

Mama Pea said...

...only cuter now! :-)

Jackie said...

What a super talented grandfather! Wow, and yes, you sure do look cute!


Unknown said...

wonderful! You look so cute and haven't aged a bit - you go girl!!

Kaisievic said...

Your Grandpa sounds like a wonderful man. How lovely for you to have him in your life.

Thank you for sharing.

hugs, Kaye xoxox