The memory of the righteous is a blessing, but the name of the wicked will rot.
Proverbs 10:7
The funnies, or funny pages, will always hold special memories for me.
Growing up, Granddaddy was my daddy really. My dad passed away when I was almost 2, and my mom did not remarry until I was almost 9.
There was a period of time we lived with Grandma and Granddaddy. During that time, one of my favorite memories was the nightly reading of the funnies before we went to bed. Granddaddy would turn on his reading lap that clipped to the bed and read me the funnies. I can’t remember my favorite, but I remember the time spent with him. Him taking the time to read to me, though he was tired.
I miss him lots, but I am thankful he was my granddaddy.
Timeless Mama 
What a special memory: just cuddling up and listening to the voice of Grand-daddy read the funnies to you. I bet you saw the pictures and couldn’t wait until the day you could write those words and read the out loud to him who showed you such love. Thank you for sharing sweetly on the Loft. Chris
What a precious “timeless” memory, Robbi! Thanks for sharing at The Loft – and for reminding we grandparents of the need of taking that extra time to read to our sweeties.
That is one of my favorite memories with my Granddad. He would always read me the comics.
I cannot tell you how much I love this post, Robbi. I know how precious your GrandDad was to you and to imagine the two of you reading the funnies together…well, it just blesses me so much. Thank you for being with us at The Loft this week.