Bert Alden Crandell

i know i should have done this months ago, forgive me, i am doing it now. i wanted to honor my grandfather and share my love for him with all of you. as i write this i think how much i miss him. as memorial day as just passed and fathers day approaches maybe this was the perfect time for me to remember him here. his nick name to us grandkids was silly old grandpa, because thats what he was. on the floor playing with us, sneaking us another bon bon when grandma said no more, or cracking some silly joke when grandma was trying to get him to comb his hair. i always felt special when i was with him. when i would get restless at there house and wonder into the garage in his work area he never got mad for me looking at his tools. he said many times "sure hillary you can play with the saw, it might hurt thought." then he would laugh. i wanted to add his obituary in here that was published in the local paper.

BERT A. CRANDELL Age 92, passed away Wednesday, March 24, 2010, in Fontana. He was a resident of Mission Commons Retirement Home in Redlands, Calif. Born August 19, 1917, in Williamston, Mich. He served honorably in WWII for the U.S. Army in the South Pacific. Bert moved his family to San Bernardino in 1961. In San Bernardino he worked for the Municipal Water Dept. & then the San Bernardino County Museum, where he retired. He was a member of the First Church of the Nazarene in San Bernardino. He is survived by his loving wife of 58 years, Shirley; his children, Cindy (Paul) Hubbard, Martin (Debbie) Crandell, Annette (Ruben) Navarro; 6 Grandchildren ; 3 Great Grandchildren.

God's Garden

God looked around his garden and found and empty place. He then looked down upon earth. and saw your tired face. He put His arms around you and lifted you to rest. God's garden must be beautiful, He always takes the best. He know you were suffering. He know you were in pain. He knew you would never get well on earth again. He saw the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb. So He closed your weary eyelids and whispered, "Peace be thine." It broke our hearts to lose you, but you did not go alone, for part of us went with you the day God called you home.

miss you grandpa, see you again one day. i love you.