Wayne “Bud” and Avis Hasforth are the most amazing grandparents. My sister and I were fortunate to grow up only a few blocks away, which meant we have been able to spend a lot of time with them. Grandma was always up for baking cookies and pies with my sister, or play Legos with me. When I would be feeling artistic, she would let me use whatever I could find to complete my projects. I don’t know how many bobby pins, cotton balls and how much scotch tape was used in the creation of my art, but I remember using a lot! I trust her expertise in many areas, so it isn’t uncommon for me to call her with questions when I am cooking something for the first time, and my sewing projects always end up on her kitchen table!
Grandpa encouraged us to read by letting us pick out a brand new book each time we completed reading a book to him. Grandpa also is a very talented woodworker. Among other things, he made beautiful cedar hope chests for his four granddaughters, and a grandfather clock for his only grandson. My sister asked him to please make us clocks as well, and I am proud to display mine in my living room today! I look forward to passing my cedar chest down to my daughter one day.
They have taken many trips to Oregon to visit family, and my sister and I each had the opportunity to go with them. I got to see the national parks and other landmarks in eight states, and cousins I had little contact with before then. We would not have had the chance to travel across the country and see the states the way we did otherwise. They also took us camping in the summers.
Breakfast at Grandma’s on Christmas morning is one of our favorite pasttimes. Growing up and extending our families has made this more difficult to maintain, but it is something we feel strongly about. This past year though, we did give Grandma the morning off and my husband baked her yummy egg bake recipe. We were happy that we were all still together Christmas morning at least.
When my husband and I bought our first house, my grandparents were there. My grandpa cleaned all my windows inside and out, while my grandma helped me inside. I will never forget her down on her hands and knees with me, scrubbing the entryway floor. She would always say “if I get down, I may not get back up!” but there she would be on the floor playing Legos with me, years later on my floor scrubbing away, and even now on the floor with my children playing with those very same Legos! She just doesn’t seem to age. When we sold our house five years later, they let us stay with them for four months until we found a different house. We can’t thank them enough for all they have done for us throughout the years, and I am so thankful my children are getting the chance to know them like I do!
The things I could say are endless so I will wrap it up with this, I love you Grammy and Grampy. Thank you for all the wonderful memories and more to come!
Stacie Hansen of Duluth
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