In memoriam

I just wanted to acknowledge that Chris's grandfather, George Cupernall, passed away last Friday. I found out the morning I was leaving California to come home. We left for New York on Sunday and just got back last night. So it has been a busy -- and strange -- week for me.

"Papa," as we called him, was a wonderful man. An absolute gentleman. (a phrase that was repeated throughout his funeral) He and Chris were very close, and he will be greatly missed.

Papa was able to come out to visit us three times since we moved here in October 2001. He had the opportunity to come to 2 car shows, and saw Chris cook over the open hearth on the Day After Thanksgiving one year. He saw 3 of my exhibits in the Keller Gallery. He enjoyed the museum and was extremely proud of all Chris and I have accomplished here.

He flew B-17s in World War II, and Chris received his flight log while we were in NY. Papa flew on D-Day. The entry reads something like this: "Combat. Mission #21. Invasion of France." Simple entry, to be sure, but the date told all. We also learned that he was checked out on 20 different aircraft! When Chris got his private pilot's license, Papa gave him his wings from his service in WWII. Chris always wears them on his suit jacket when he dresses up. Look for them next time you see him at an event.

It was tough to lose him, but he was very sick, and he lived a full life. We have spent the past few days celebrating his life, and honoring the wonderful man that he was.

It will be difficult in the days ahead, but it will get easier with time...