Archive for January 19th, 2008
My granddaddy
| Mr. Don David Markham | ||
| 1932 – 2008 | ||
| Don David Markham, 76, of Woodstock, passed away Wednesday, January 16 at his home.He was born January 5, 1932, in Iowa Falls, Iowa, son of the late Donald O. and Ethel Dodge Markham. He received a B.A. from the University of Maryland and was an Army veteran of the Korean War, where he received the Bronze Star and the United Nations Service Medal. He had 50 years of trucking experience and retired as an owner/operator of North & South. He was a member of Woodstock American Legion #199 and Edinburg V.F.W. #2447.He is survived by his wife of 53 years, Mary Palma Davis Markham; son, David Markham and his wife, Helen of Edinburg; daughter, Maria Markham and her husband Joe Berry of Edinburg; brother, Richard Markham and his wife, Anne of Sperryville, Va., and two grandchildren, Emma Markham of Radford and Donald Middleton of Edinburg. He was preceded in death by a daughter, Mary Christine Markham.
Memorial contributions may be made to Woodstock Rescue Squad, P.O. Box 321, Woodstock, Va. 22664. Arrangements by Dellinger Funeral Home in Woodstock. |
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Guest Book for
Mr. Don David Markham
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| I wrote a few things in here but they weren’t reviewed and submitted by the time I posted this blog tonight. But that’s okay because you guys can click here and check it out yourself. |
My granddaddy passed away a few days ago as you all know. Well it was rough on everyone and we all put on our game faces and made it through. The only problem is … I wasn’t allowed any time to grieve. I stayed with my grandmother(they were married for 53 years) because she has yet to live alone. So I stayed with her for two days.
During that time she went from complete shock and disbelief to a depression to bouncing back(kind of), meanwhile I have to be the one consoling her and keeping my game face on. I did the same with Donald when we told him what had happened.
He came home from school and my mother said ” do you know why she’s(me) here?”
And then about 3-4 seconds later the waterfall started and yet again I was there to help. Now the problem is I have cried over granddaddy and I know that all he wants is for us to get over it and take care of grandmother.
Well I left her alone with Donald tonight and not that I don’t trust his capabilities but what if something happens to her? I’m going to feel like shit. Well I already do just for leaving her. I really want to go back. I told my mom I would but she won’t let me screw up college for grandmother. I wouldn’t care though.
I’ve got my whole life to do what I want to do. and until then I can handle making someone else’s life a little easier even if it is just the mental thing of “there’s someone in the other room” That’s all she needs anyone is to know that someone is there.
“Ya know the weirdest thing about your grandfather not being here is the silence.”
“If Helen hadn’t told me what to do I would probably still be sitting here staring at the phone”
I can’t imagine what she had to go through and to think Donald went through it when he was only 6-years-old.
Why does this family attract all the crazies and gotta die young type? I don’t mean just us but look at all of our friends. aka “mouse”
It makes me think I’m the only freaking normal one but now I’m afraid I just must be the die young type. I’m still young, don’t want to die though and definitely not crazy. Not adopted. I don’t know how I managed to be in the crazy family. I’m glad I am though.
Well my writing has gotten completely off topic so the point of today is:I love you granddad and please help grandmother be happy and safe and when it’s her time let it be peaceful because if not it’ll just kill me.
