Just recently, I lost my final living grandparent. My paternal grandfather Roosevelt “Hut or Rooster” Jamison, went on to be with the Lord at age 93. It was a very bittersweet homecoming.
I was privileged to have a good relationship with Hut. He embodied my #imjustdrew movement well, as he was very sociable, friendly, loved having fun and never met a stranger. I will miss our calls and visits.
He was a man that had a great life and legacy and a sharp man. He was a WWII veteran and a free Mason, along with a family man and a retired employee of Firestone Bridgestone in Kings Mountain, NC. Even into his 90s, his mind was active and smart. He played cards regularly with friends when he still drove, spades and Bid Whist being his specialties.
He was very active, pretty much independent and self sufficient until a couple of years ago when he was placed into a rest home. He had 2 artificial hips and still got around better than most with 2 real hips. Very inspiring indeed.
I was blessed to have my grandparents as long as I did. They are all looking down on me. I do my best to make them proud and to live out their lessons and legacies.
R.I.H. and S.I.P. Grandpa Hut and thank you for treating me as well as you did. We need more people like you.