Grandpa Green

My Grandpa has been gone for quite a few years now. I remember the last time I saw him–Grandma and Grandpa were leaving our house and we were outside saying goodbye, and for some reason I had the thought that it might be the last time I would see them. I brushed that thought aside, though I cried a little when they drove away, and shortly after I headed back up to school. I was on campus when I got a call from my mom saying that Grandpa had been very sick and was probably not going to make it. I sat down on a bench and cried–some kind student asked me if I needed some help, but I said no. It was very sad for our family to lose him–he was a wonderful grandpa and leader of my mom’s family. And since we always lived close to my grandparents (I even lived with them for the first three years of my life), he was such a big part of my life growing up.

Often I remember something about him or I hear something that reminds me of him. He had his own dialect, unique probably to Idahoans and Utahns of his era, and sometimes I hear older people who talk like him. “Sundee, Mondee,Tuesdee, etc.” He also had a slew of expressions that our family remember and use from time to time like, “Well for heaven’s sake”. He had so many unique ones too that I can’t think of. He had nicknames for the kids like McGilicudy and Button and Peanut.

Speaking of which, Grandpa was very fond of nuts and always had a stash by his chair: peanuts, pistachios, walnuts, pecans, macadamia. I would sneak them–I love nuts too. He was also very fond of fishin and would tell stories about his fishin trips and camping trips. When I was little, I really liked rocks and started a rock collection. Grandpa gave me some of his–he knew a lot about them and had the tools to cut and polish them. He was known by many as a great jeweler, and I lucked out and got some jewelry from him over the years. On my 12th birthday we happened to go to my Grandparents house, and he went into his office and came out with my first string of pearls! I felt so lucky! Eleven years later I wore them on my wedding day.

I remember Grandpa would squeeze some orange juice in the mornings. I have this image of him in the kitchen in some plaid pajamas juicing a few large oranges from his tree outside. I have no idea if this is just my memory of one day, or if it happened often, but he just made enough to fill a glass. Grandpa was always making things in his shop. He made me my first little dollhouse. It was so cute! Once I was assigned to make a pioneer wagon for school, so he and I made one out of wood. I have no idea how I did that 😉 Another thing about Grandpa is he was always handing everybody money. That was so cool. And at Christmas he would type up his testimony and give everyone a copy. I have a stack of those letters in one of my boxes at home that I am excited to read again. He was at all my big events growing up, he blessed me when I was a baby, he confirmed me when I was baptized. I think of him whenever I sing How Great Thou Art because he loved that song. He is a great example to me, and I’m grateful to be his granddaughter.


4 thoughts on “Grandpa Green

  1. Yes, Grandpa Green was a great patriarch. I was so happy to have
    him give the closing prayer at
    Grandpa Eldridge's funeral because
    he represented to our generation those halcyon years in Riverside 2nd Ward.


  2. Thanks so much for posting that. I was actually thinking about him just today if that's crazy enough! I have a picture of Grandma and Grandpa by Ella's dresser and she always wants to hold it and look at it when she walks by. I like to think she got to hang out with him and be his little spinelli for a little while before she came here to earth. Maybe he's playing with your kiddos right now too 🙂


  3. Thanks for posting. I miss him too. He also got to confirm me when I was 8, a million years ago! He was a great man, and I'm SO thankful for his testimonies that he sent to us!


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