This post is in memory of my beloved Grandfather, Mr. Choyce Johnson. The Monday before Thanksgiving the Lord put on my heart an urge to go visit him and celebrate Thanksgiving before we went out of town. If I hadn't listened to my heart I would have regreted it. For I would not have gotten a last hug or to tell him how much we loved him. I am so, so, Thankful God gave me that last chance of saying goodbye. Unexpectedly, on the morning of December 2, Granddaddy passed away, living to be 86 years old, he lived a long and prosperous life. I will always cherish the sweet memories that I have of him and Nanny on the farm . I will never forget our Sunday lunches and Tractor rides. For their lives have passed thru this world, but glory to God, for I will rejoice in knowing we will meet again.
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