Today is my Great Uncle George's 100th birthday!
Today I have thought of all George has seen over the past 100 years. It's an amazing thought. He was born in Holland, immigrated to Canada as a small child, and settled in Kansas as a youth. He spent his working years running a dairy farm with my Grandpa, his older brother John. Grandpa John has been gone for nearly 30 years, but I can still hear his voice when I listen to George speak. George has always been a quiet, loving presence in my life. He was the family photographer and has always loved looking at pictures - he can't comprehend the idea of a camera that stores hundreds of pictures on a tiny card. George and his wife Winnie helped raise my mother and were always been like another set of grandparents to me. My Katherine is named after George's younger sister, Katherine. Uncle George has always loved seeing my girls and treats them with such tender affection.
Most of George's family was there to celebrate with him today. We weren't able to be there, but I have thought about him. Happy 100th, Uncle George, you are a blessing!