Honoring My Grandfathers

25 Nov

Today is my grandfathers’ birthday. I always thought it was special that they were born on the same day, albeit eight years apart. And so often their birthday fell on Thanksgiving, making it even more special. I owe a lot of who I am to both of these men. Grandpa Lewis passed on to me my love for the land, farming, hunting, and – most importantly – how to tell a good story. Grandpa Champanois taught me to be fiscally responsible and to give generously. Both men lived by a strict moral standard of treating others with respect and standing on your own two feet. Neither one was perfect, but both were exceptional. I love you, Grandpas. I’ll see you again some day.

Grandpa Lewis

Grandpa Lewis born 11-25-1909

Grandpa Champanois

Grandpa Champanois born 11-25-1917











~ Pegg Thomas

Trooper and Pegg cropped




Posted by on November 25, 2015 in Pegg Thomas


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7 responses to “Honoring My Grandfathers

  1. Robin Patchen

    November 25, 2015 at 9:36 am

    How interesting that they were born on the same day. I wish I’d known my grandparents better. I feel like I missed something, being so far from them.


    • Pegg Thomas

      November 25, 2015 at 9:42 am

      You did. And so did my son because we never lived close either. I have so many memories of my grandparents, and four of my great-grandparents! I was truly blessed.


  2. Linda W. Yezak

    November 25, 2015 at 12:07 pm

    Love this! I didn’t get to meet my dad’s dad–he died the day before I was born. Mom’s dad was a hoot with his stories, but he was the gentlest man on the planet. Loved jokes, loved to tell stories, loved to laugh. I miss him.


  3. Renee Claycomb

    November 25, 2015 at 2:42 pm

    I have two wonderful memories of Grandpa Champ. The first is that I remember so many times he would help me to learn and get better with math problems. He’d write down a list of numbers, some I needed to add and some I needed to subtract. At the bottom of the list, I was to give him a total. As a youngster, it was a fun challenge to get the “right answer” and make him proud!!

    The second memory was my last visit with him. I came up from Ohio two weeks before he passed and he insisted on making his famous meatloaf on the grill. I still get “choked up” thinking about how sick he was and yet how selfless it was for him to want to do something special for me. He is forever in my heart and missed very much.


    • Pegg Thomas

      November 25, 2015 at 3:11 pm

      Yes! Grandpa’s meatloaf! We can’t forget that. And his love of cherry pie – which Grandma hated. In the later years, I’d make them frozen pies for Christmas. The little personal sized pies. Cherry for Grandpa and apple for Grandma. I’d make up 4 of each and they’d have them gone by the end of January … if they lasted that long!



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