Opa's Funeral

I know! Another funeral! About a month after Evan died, my grandpa (dad's dad) passed away. He was always my Opa but when we reconnected when I got older, he preferred to be called Grandpa. My Grandpa Karl was born and grew up in Germany. He was forced to fight in WWII at a very young age. He married my Oma, had three kids (another on the way) then came to America. They had the rest here, including my dad. Seven kids! When I was really little my Oma and Opa got divorced. He eventually got married to Linda. They loved to travel and do temple work. They lived a simple life. It's sad he's gone but he's in a better place! Somewhere where his paranoid schizophrenia doesn't exist... Like I said, a better place!

Brayden, Karah, Alyssa and Luke taking a peek

My girls

I love this picture-it's cool! This is my Oma (in the middle)-They were married for 30 years and he was the father of her children so she attended to funeral with us.

My dad and his wife Kim

Linda Mettmann

I never realized the view from the cemetary on Redwood Rd would be this nice! Here are some pictures of Grandpa Karl with the great grandkids!

Karl and Karah (She was almost 5 months old.)

The next year with baby Brayden (he was about 8 months old.)

Brayden, Grandpa and Karah

Karah at about 17 months old

At the funeral, I found out new things that I didn't know about him. One of which is, I found out he had two middle names and the one I didn't know about was Michael! His name was Karl Heinz Michael Mettmann. Remember, Evan Michael! Evan was named after Shawn's dad, Michael and now I find out he's got a connection to my grandpa too-cool!