
When I saw these California Poppies in my grandma yard the other day, I knew that Spring is coming. They are beautiful. My grandfather planted a bunch of them years ago and they still come back in the spring.


Forrest E. DeFrate - PAPA
April 28, 1923 - October 14, 2008
I wish you were here with us everyday!


My Crockpot - Oh my gosh. I use this at least 3 -4 times a week for dinner. I love that our dinner is completely finished when I walk in the door from work. I wouldn't know what to do without it. I think my family would just starve! I don't have a fancy one with the digital clock on it. Mine was a wedding gift it has a little turning knobby. I put it on a timer so my food doesn't over cook. Oh I love it! The meat comes out so good and tasty and the vegetables are delicious.
I have done my assignment for the week have you? Go over by clicking the top button and browse through the options and see what you come up with.

The Prompts:
1.) Define goodness...joy...sorrow...and anger using pictures you've taken.
2.) Tomorrow I will do it differently. Here's how...
3.)Describe a 'sound' from your childhood. What was it? When did you hear it? What does it bring to mind?
4.) I remember when...
5.) Right now is the best time to start. What's your first step?
I remember when I was riding around on my grandfather's tractor on the property when I was about 6 or 7 years old. I would sit upon his lap and "help" him steer the tractor, move dirt or brush. One day, we were riding around on the tractor moving dirt by the garage. The edge of the bucket on the tractor hit the top of the garage and went through the wall. Now, my grandfather says to me " oh no, we just crashed, don't go in and tell grandma." Well that all it took for a 6 year old, that liked to tattle tail, to hop off the tractor and run as fast as I could into the house to tell my grandma that papa had crashed into the garage. She thought that he was hurt or it was a major crash. My grandma ran outside with me and obsessed the situation. Which was nothing that her 6 year old grandchild was describing to her. It ended up having about a 12"x1" whole in the side of the garage. No one was hurt or anything.
My grandfather still to the day that he died love to tell that story. He would get this huge grin on his face and show with his arms how I was running, so fast into the house. I remember this of my grandfather and it brings a smile to my face every time!




Born in San Diego, CA on April 28, 1923. He grew up in San Diego, riding his bike and playing in fields that are now buildings. He became a big brother when he was 12 years old to Barbara, who has since passed away. He went to San Diego High School but never graduated due to a little war called World War II. He served in the Army over in Europe. As a mechanic in the service he repaired airplanes.
He came home and married his long time girlfriend, Dorothy. They were married on April 21, 1946. Papa worked as a mechanic for the local chevy dealership in San Diego. He also worked in his fathers shop downtown San Diego before it was taken over where the Horton Plaza sits now. Papa and grandma moved to Jamul, CA in the far east county and began to raise there family. They had 3 children, 2 boys and a girl.
Papa loved to be around people and have parties. The more kids there were the better. He would always stop in the grocery store and talk to all the babies. They would always smile for him. He just had a way with babies. His favorite food was soup and coffee. He also liked ice cream and cookies.
Papa touched every life that ever came to know him. We miss you and love you.