I loved my grandpa on my mom's side. He always had a smile on his face. In this photo he is holding my sister. One of the special memories that I have of him when I was growing up was he always made homemade peanut butter ice cream on Christmas day. He would always joke with everyone coming through the door that he wasn't able to make it this year. He always gave many different excuses...like there was no ice available to make it, they lost power so they couldn't make it, and many more. It was his fun way of messing with all of us every year...it is one of my fondest memories. I can still see him standing there as we walked in...and him immediately joking about the ice cream. And...that ice cream is still a family favorite.
And we have enjoyed that recipe for peanut butter ice cream for many years.
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