My Pappa Ralph was never short on stories. From World War II to his time at the Sheriff’s Department, we heard a lot of them and there are even more we didn’t. The story I know most though, is that of a caring grandfather who loved “sweeping the dirt” camping or buying donuts for grandkids when he got his coffee. Papa I can’t wait to here more stories when we meet again in heaven!
Ralph was a classy guy gifted with a quick wit. When he moved back to California, we lost a friend and beloved family member. I'm blessed to have known him and treasure the memories over the last 20 years. He always cheerfully joined in on adventures when he visited us in Idaho and Oregon. I especially enjoyed watching him interact with Cookie, his beloved Doxie. See ya later, Ralph!
Ralph was a kind friend. Always pleasant and helpful. I knew him from the S/O. Dennis and I stayed overnight at their lovely home in Nevada. I wish we had kept in touch, especially since finding out we both lived in Gilroy
