On our way home from our recent trip to Tulsa for the Fegley wedding, Stacia and I drove through Oklahoma City and stopped by to visit my grandparents. I never knew my grandpa, he died before I was born, but I knew my grandma Jo and was very sad when she passed. Life is just too short. They rest now in a beautiful cemetery, high off the ground where they can see for miles across the plains of Oklahoma.
