Grandpa Harvey has had a really rough year. Perhaps one of the saving graces is that it doesn’t seem like he remembers much of it. Lola Mae passed away in May of 2010, and since then, Grandpa has been living in an assisted living community. The day we arrived in Wichita for our visit, he took a turn for the worse, and spent a few days at the hospital. He’s now living in a higher-assistance memory care facility.
During our visit, Grandpa’s presence faded in and out. I’m sure we were a really overwhelming crew, but he seemed happy to see us.
Here he’s saying hi to Sylvie. She had her little bunny give him kisses, which they both enjoyed.
There’s Bryan greeting his granddaddy. Grandpa Harvey really is one of he nicest, kindest-hearted people I’ve ever met.
The kids discovered a bowling set in the corner of the room, so they enjoyed a rousing game of bowling-at-the-hospital.
Checking out a mysterious red button on a teddy bear.
Andrew and Sylv check out Grandpa and the bear.
Grandpa recognized Melanie, so that’s nice to know that they connected.
At one point, Grandpa got the bowling ball and threw a couple frames.
Sylvie and Grandpa play with a teddy bear.
There’s our dear Grandpa. Love him so much… Leaving him there alone at the hospital was gut-wrenching. Grandpa’s had a life-well-lived. I hope these upcoming months are peaceful and content, in whatever times or places him mind might take him. Love you, Grandpa!
