A cherished item from your grandfather?

Question

My grandfather whom we called "Pa". Lost his hand in the war but was a very talented carpentar with his hook none the less.
And I cherish the 5ft tall bird/squirrel feeder, my planter boxes and my roll-a-way tool cabinet in the garage. All hook crafted!

If you'de like to share a memory of something that your grandfather made for you/or gave you...please do share!

SmileyCat : )

Sorry..typo..He lost BOTH hands!

Answer 1

My grandfather made a doll house out of peg boards for me. I thought that was very special and I wished my parents still had it. Not sure what happened to it.

My grandparents also had this frog shaped door stop and it has sort of become an 'family heirloom'...when he died, it went to his wife, then my dad who will them 'leave' it with my older brother. I am insanely jealous and may have to off him for 'frog'. Hahaha. Just kidding. It's funny really, because the darn thing isn't worth anything.

Answer 2

My grandfather was an exceptional man (as so many were) but he had an appreciation for artwork of all kinds. I inherited statues of The Owl and The Pussycat. They are ceramic and beautifully hand painted. What means the most to me though, was that my grandfather also introduced me to the story (and song) when I was five years old. He would read the story and then we would sing the song and he would let me act out the story with the statues.
They now live at my house and my children have come to know the story and the song and the family tradition continues.

Answer 3

I was only 5 when my Grandfather passed away. He was the only grandparent I got to know, the others were long gone before I was born.
I can still remember all the good moments we spent together, he was so sweet and patient, we used to play a lot. He would sit with me under a blanket and we would pretend we were in a tent, actually I used to call it "cabaninha" which means little hut...
On my last birthday he spent with me, he gave me a yellow bicycle. He had the best intentions, but it was obviously a boy's bike, those used for bike cross.
If I close my eyes now, I can see grandpa in his black suit standing at the gate holding that yellow bike...

That was a very nice question you asked...Thank you for making me remember all this. Loved ones come and go, but the good memories remain forever.

Answer 4

My grandfather died in 1973 when I was just 17. We lived in different states, so we only had seen him a few days a year, but he was a good guy. A few years before he died, unknown to me, he and my aunt made a cassette tape of about 15 minutes of his telling what it was like to work in the Pennsylvania coal mines from when he was about age 10 through his adult life. My brother made all us siblings copies on CDs, and I'm very glad we have his voice and those stories to this day.

I also have the wonderful heritage of the Catholic Faith that he gave us, and I located his cousins back in Slovakia in 2000 via the internet, 49 years after the branches of the family lost touch and 100 years after he had come here as a kid, and I went from NY to the old country to visit them. It was wonderful!

Answer 5

My grandfather gave me a red wagon. We lived on a slight hill so I could sit in the wagon and ride down the hill. We had a big front yard. I will never forget him. He died when I was 11 but he still is in my fondest memories. He never had much to say and never really showed affection but in his own way showed love. He always wore a hat. My parents have it now but I hope one day it will be mine.

Answer 6

Nice. Both my grandfathers were cool!? One died when I was 6 and the other stayed till I was 10. They were both freaking polygamists, one had 3 wives the iother had 4. So they left me with that!

Answer 7

I have a clock that belonged to my grandpa. It was made for him by an old friend and he treasured it, It is really the only thing I got that belonged to him, beccause I did not live near by and had to go home right after the funeral, so everybody else got the things I really wanted, silly stuff really but it meant more to me than it did to the ones who got it.
I also have a hammer and a pair of pliers that I keep put away and wont let anybody else use!

Answer 8

I was so close to my Grandpa and I miss him a lot. He died 3 years ago. The most cherished item that I have from him is a birthday card that he gave me for my 16th birthday. He was never one to give cards or be sentimental at all. I don't think he bought a card for anyone in his life and that was the only one he bought for me. I still have that card and look at it on those days when I really really miss him. I am so glad I kept it (from 8 years ago). Thats actually the only card I've ever kept and its helped me deal wilth his passing a lot.

Answer 9

SmileyCat, the most cherished item from my grandfather was, he had to sell his ancestral home and farm during the depression in order to survive, by the good fortunes of god and some luck i was Abel to buy it all back! and restore my family's heritage and honor! the basement and attic was full of furniture and heirlooms from the past 370 years! he was a carpenter and small business owner, as was his dad, my great grandfather. my family was good Friends with mark twain or Samuel Clemens and my great grandfather was a very good friend of Mr Twain , thank you ,your a Real peach!

Answer 10

I was in Moms tummy when Grampy died. I have nothing ,no home to go back to, cause my aunt tricked my Grandmother and stold it all. He seemed to be by my side though when I had to save my Grandmother from a bad nursing home my aunt put her in.