In Memory of Walter B. Young (Dubby)

Hey, Y'all,
This is Grammy the person, not the writer, speaking now. Just two years ago today, my sweet Walter passed on from this world into the next. I don't want to be maudlin, but just to remember him here today. 

He was not perfect, of course; none of us are, but he was my sweetie pie, and we all miss him. His grandchildren called him Grandpa or Gramps; his stepchildren called him Dad; and I called him Honey, his birth family called him Dubby or Uncle Dubby; his sisters-in-law and brother's in law called him Dub. 

Now, you are wondering, where in the world did the name Dub come from...It is an abbreviation of the letter W or the initials of his name W.B., as though one started to say "W" and stopped at the first half of the letter W. Got it? 


What kind of fella was he? Kind, gentle, easy-going, stubborn when he felt he was right, a man of high principles; most of all, he loved his Lord. He loved me, and was a family man. 


Here are a few pictures of him.

Dubby, me, daughter Carol, granddaughter Emily

Us with some of great grands

With Friends, Mark, Allie, and Jennifer

My brother Hugh, His wife Imazo, our sister-in-law Mae, and Dubby

Picture from our 25th Anniversary with daughters, Carol and Teresa

Dub with his sister Bonnie, nieces Donna, Terri, and Bonnie shortly before his passing

Quality of some of these pictures is somewhat poor, but a person has to go with what they have, don't cha know?

One more pic, Dubby with sister-in-law, Mae, at her 90th birthday celebration.

He really looked dapper when he dressed up, didn't he? He loved to dress up when he could. He grew up poor and enjoyed looking like a million dollars. 


Well, that's it for today, folks. Love to all of you, my friends and family. Bye for now, more later. This is Grammy signing off for today. Have a great day!