There are many things I miss about my Grandpa, Ken Stormo. They include his smile, the many life lessons he taught my siblings and me, his quiet and calm demeanor, and his love for the three stooges, which he and I spent many hours watching together. The thing I will miss the most though are his hugs. The kind of hugs that made you feel great, whether you had a good day or a bad one.
Grandpa died on April 6 at the age of 92. He had spent the last year and a half without my grandma, Ruth, who died in 2011, 6 weeks shy of their 70th wedding anniversary. I will miss them both dearly, but know that they leave a great legacy behind in the lessons they taught us and love they shared.