My Grandpa

Yesterday my Grandpa Miller passed away at 2:15pm. He was 90 years old. I just wanted to take a couple of minutes to write about his life so that anyone who reads this might get a glimpse of his very interesting life.
My grandpa was born on Christmas day 1915 in a sod house near Marquette, which is north of Grand Island. He had one sister, Grace. By a very young age he was doing a man's work out in the fields of the family farm. My grandpa loved working with horses (maybe that was passed down to me!) and loved the land. My great great Grandfather was friends with Buffalo Bill Cody and my grandpa actually met him once. As an adult my grandpa moved to Omaha and was working in a hospital when he met my Grandma. They were married and had three boys, my dad being the youngest, and according to him the most handsome. They were never well off, but my Grandma supplied a lot of love and my grandpa a work ethic and stable living. My dad told me that my grandpa would smoke 5 cigars a day, in addition to 2 packs of cigarettes, plus he chewed! (And he lived to be 90?!?!)
What I remember growing up was that my grandpa was outgoing as anyone I have ever known. Daily he would walk to the nearby auto mechanic and laundrymat to discuss what was going on in the neighborhood and reminisce about life on the farm. He was also a lover of garage sales and loved to find some trinket that to him was a treasure. He also was a pack rat, which I also think I inherited. After my grandma was moved to Wahoo because of Alzheimers, my Grandpa got an apartment nearby. As you can imagine he knew the whole place, and practically the whole town within a few days. When he moved to the care center, it was the same story. He gave the nurses out there a hard time, but I have no doubt he was one of their favorite patients. After my Grandma died two years ago my Grandpa was never the same. Years of hard work had made his body deteriorate until he was confined to a wheelchair, but he never lost the ability to joke and smile or the ability to wiggle his ears!
Now that he's gone I know he will be greatly missed but at least I know he's up in heaven with my Grandma and the rest of his family, along with a few beloved dogs, cats, horses, and cattle. And now that he's not confined to his wheelchair he's probably discussing world events with Ronald Reagan and old Nebraska farmers right after checking out any heavenly garage sales.

Easter Pictures

I hope everyone had a great Easter!!

A beautiful day......

Top 10 Reasons I'm Proud to be a Husker (during the Spring Game):
10) At the annual Red/White Spring Game (aka a scrimage!) 58,000 people show up, and it would have been more if the North Stadium wasn't under construction
9) During the playing of the National Anthem, the whole stadium sang along
8) Once again, even though it was practice the whole stadium "oohed and ahhed" for every near interception and 10 yard run.
7) Fairbury Brand hotdogs!!! They're dyed Husker Red! (not to hide weird parts!!)
6) Again for a practice, everyone in the stadium was wearing their full Husker regailia, including facepaint and cornheads!
5) The defending National Champions, Texas, had only 48,000 at their Spring Game! HA we beat them at something!
4) Nebraska really is a RED state! All the candidates and their campaigns were Republicans!
3) The three Heisman trophy winners came out on to the field, Johnny "the Jet" Rogers, Mike Rozier, and Eric Crouch.
2) Ten years after his death, Husker fans still remember and mourn the life of a true Husker hero, #18 Brooke Berringer.
1) Even though its the Spring game, when you hear the first notes of the tunnel walk, goosebumps appear and the stadium just goes nuts as you watch on HuskerVision the Huskers leaving the locker room, touching the lucky horseshoe, and running out on the field. It's magic!

Oh and #1A: The other great thing about the spring game, when it's over you can walk over to beautiful Hawks Field and watch the baseball team crush the Aggies.
And I guess I should add #1B: It was also a great day because there were no tornados in Lincoln while I was there. :)

Quote of the Day:
By Scotty
"That guy looks like a felon!!!!"
(In reference to our star recruit Kenny Wilson)

Barrel Racing Finals

(In this picture I was so fast I
was like a blur!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Today was our last barrel racing of this series, so now comes the bigger ones. If anyone one wants to donate to the Sara for Barrel Racing Fund, please let me know. There is probably a barrel racing every weekend from now on, so donations would be appreciated! :)
Anyway Chance and I had a good barrel pattern, not as fast as last week, but a decent pattern with lots of room for improvement. I have really gained a lot of confidence riding her and we are working better as a team, which I guess was my goal from the beginning (well .....that's what everyone says when they don't win any money). I was extremly happy with my Pole pattern. Not only did we not knock down a pole for the first time in a while, we finally broke the 22 second mark with a 21.......I forget. It was much better though!
Sheryl and Gypsy, coming off an incredible barrel ride last weekend (wooohoo 15.8 and who cares if you knocked down a barrel!), did not knock down a barrel and got a 16.1! And they didn't knock down a pole!
Now that this series is over I think Sheryl and I can agree that we've both learned a lot, have met great people, and had fun! And now I'm super tired and can hardly type so enjoy the pictures!!

The Good- 1 the Ugly - 0

In the first of a three game series Nebraska beat Creighton 6-4. It really was a well played game and was a lot of fun to attend. Also if you look at the picture of my dad, you will understand that I can't help making a funny face at the camera, it's in my genes!!

Happy Birthday!

Happy 25th Birthday Derek M!!!