Last night the elves decided to take a ride on Rocking Bear. My Dad was a master wood worker. He carved, sanded and stained this bear by hand for Pierson’s second Christmas. In fact, he created something personal for each of his grandkids. Though most physical items don’t hold sentimental value for me, this bear will always be highly treasured.
When Mia rides Rocking Bear, she still hums the Lone Ranger song that Grandpa used to sing with the boys. I’m so glad my Dad left us with and abundance of rich memories. Ride on little elves!