Glenn Earl Stewart
10 Jul 1892–31 Dec 1958
You were the Grandpa who took me to watch the Seattle Rainiers play baseball on summer afternoons so long ago and called me your little "Chick-a-Dee". I was just one of a "gaggle" of grandchildren, but you always made me feel special...maybe because I was your baby's baby. I remember the times, as a treat, I was allowed to walk to the corner and wait for your bus in afternoon so we could walk the rest of the way home together. I can still see your smile and hear your laugh. I miss you, Grandpa. Rest in peace. Dee Dee.