A few months ago I met the man that passed down his huge hands, knobby toes, expressive face, and big ears to Steve’s dad and onto Steve; as well as his ornery remarks and quiet pride.
Words can’t express how lucky our timing in April was, and for that we’ll be forever grateful.
We feel useless here, but our thoughts and love are with the people who need it most.
Quietly reflecting.
Goodbye grandpa Landes.
This will reach you faster than the card in the mail, so until it arrives know that you have our sympathy, friendship, and love.