Four Generations

On November 12, Kyle's grandfather passed away. It was his dad's dad. He was 89 years old and lived a very long, happy, loving life. Grandpa Kummer had been battling the beginning stages of Alzheimers these past few years and we just never knew what each visit would hold. Would he know us? He was living in an Alzheimers home and it was one of the most depressing places I have ever visited. A couple years ago when his memory started going, he made a comment to my mother in law saying, "I will never get to be a great grandpa." When she told me that, it broke my heart. Kyle and I weren't talking about having kids yet, neither were Brett and Amy, and his other grandkids aren't married. The chances did seem very slim that he would get to experience that joy before passing away. When we told everyone we were pregnant last Christmas, we stopped by Grandpa Kummer's nursing home to share the news with him. Again, we weren't sure what that visit would hold. It was a great visit. We showed him the sonogram picture and told him the news that he was finally going to be a great grandpa! You could see the happiness in his eyes even though you couldn't understand him. The only thing we could understand that day is when he said, "Go Cowboys!" He sure wouldn't be saying that this season. In May, when we were back in San Antonio for one of my showers, we wanted to show him my big ole belly so he would really understand that I was pregnant. Kyle's dad didn't think it was a good idea because he had been having an off week. Apparently he didn't look well and he thought we were better off remembering him from our visit in January. Kyle accepted the fact that he had seen his Grandpa for the last time and that it was indeed a great memory for him. We decided not to visit that time and remember him from the time before. Well wouldn't you know Grandpa Kummer surprised us all and just couldn't go yet. We were lucky enough to get one last visit with him in September where we introduced him to his first great-grandchild, a great grandson, Holt Cannon Kummer. For the record, all three of Grandpa Kummer's children had boys, 7 grandsons! So far Amy and I are continuing that tradition for them. Here are some pictures of our last visit with him. He knew exactly what was going on that day. He was so happy to meet his great grandson. Even though Holt will never remember this visit, we have the pictures to show him the joy he brought to Grandpa Kummer that day. For 4 months, there was 4 generations of Kummer boys.

Four Generations of Kummer Boys


Showing Holt his beloved Cardinals hat