My Grandpa Rominger was a quiet man of great inner strength. He was a giant to me when I was a little girl and I loved sitting on his lap. He had the biggest hands I had ever seen and spent his entire life working the land as a farmer. He sometimes spent 12 hours a day driving the tractor. Grandpa was born in 1897 and passed away thirty years ago. I was the oldest of his 17 grandkids and he always made me feel special. I became who I am because of the way my Dad and Mom raised me, because of the way Grandpa and Grandma raised my Dad. I treasure the memories of my Grandpa and am fortunate to have such strong and loving men in my life as role models.
Grandma and Grandpa on their wedding day, 1924.
Grandpa working in the fields, 1920s.
Grandpa working in the fields, 1970s.
Grandpa and Grandma with their five children.
Grandpa and Grandma with their grandchildren.