My grandfather, Brady Horton, was one of the sweetest, kindest, warmest, and most helpful people you could ever hope to meet. My grandparents visited us frequently when we lived in Tulsa, and Granddad never failed to perform some useful task, such as planting shrubs, repairing or maintaining appliances, or working on our cars. They also traveled a good bit around Texas, visiting other relatives. My grandmother was into decorative crafts and she always wanted to stop at little 5 and 10 cent stores, or hobby shops to browse. He had no interest in that shopping himself, but he always stopped and waited patiently.
He was a little shy and reserved, but really was very engaging around people he knew, and could step up and speak out when necessary. He also could have a lot of fun telling and sharing stories, and was more than happy to get down on the ground to play with children, including his great-grandchildren, who affectionately called him Poppa Brady.
Grandmother was more book-smart and outspoken, and was the dominant spouse in many respects, but he could take charge when needed, and could be eloquent when it was time to give someone a Biblical lesson.
He was celebrated for his peanut brittle, which he and grandmother made together. He was particular about his peanuts and how he cooked them. He poured each batch onto a tilted marble slab, whereupon he and grandmother gently stretched the hot batter so that the candy was thin and distinctly brittle. They distributed pounds of it to family and friends, and it was a very popular item at church and school sales. He gave all of the proceeds to a local Christian academy.
He was also renowned for his good deeds, such as visiting the sick, mowing the lawns of people who couldn't do it themselves, and collecting papers for the church paper drives. In retirement, he was know to remark that he might have to go back to work to get some rest. In fact, at age 92, he had just driven home from visiting someone in the hospital when his aorta fatally burst before he got out of the car.
I treasure memories of him; they motivate me when patience or good deeds are called for.
- Robin Richmond
He was a little shy and reserved, but really was very engaging around people he knew, and could step up and speak out when necessary. He also could have a lot of fun telling and sharing stories, and was more than happy to get down on the ground to play with children, including his great-grandchildren, who affectionately called him Poppa Brady.
Grandmother was more book-smart and outspoken, and was the dominant spouse in many respects, but he could take charge when needed, and could be eloquent when it was time to give someone a Biblical lesson.
He was celebrated for his peanut brittle, which he and grandmother made together. He was particular about his peanuts and how he cooked them. He poured each batch onto a tilted marble slab, whereupon he and grandmother gently stretched the hot batter so that the candy was thin and distinctly brittle. They distributed pounds of it to family and friends, and it was a very popular item at church and school sales. He gave all of the proceeds to a local Christian academy.
He was also renowned for his good deeds, such as visiting the sick, mowing the lawns of people who couldn't do it themselves, and collecting papers for the church paper drives. In retirement, he was know to remark that he might have to go back to work to get some rest. In fact, at age 92, he had just driven home from visiting someone in the hospital when his aorta fatally burst before he got out of the car.
I treasure memories of him; they motivate me when patience or good deeds are called for.
- Robin Richmond
My grandfather, Brady Horton, was one of the sweetest, kindest, warmest, and most helpful people you could ever hope to meet. My grandparents visited us frequently when we lived in Tulsa, and Granddad never failed to perform some useful task, such as planting shrubs, repairing or maintaining appliances, or working on our cars. They also traveled a good bit around Texas, visiting other relatives. My grandmother was into decorative crafts and she always wanted to stop at little 5 and 10 cent stores, or hobby shops to browse. He had no interest in that shopping himself, but he always stopped and waited patiently.
He was a little shy and reserved, but really was very engaging around people he knew, and could step up and speak out when necessary. He also could have a lot of fun telling and sharing stories, and was more than happy to get down on the ground to play with children, including his great-grandchildren, who affectionately called him Poppa Brady.
Grandmother was more book-smart and outspoken, and was the dominant spouse in many respects, but he could take charge when needed, and could be eloquent when it was time to give someone a Biblical lesson.
He was celebrated for his peanut brittle, which he and grandmother made together. He was particular about his peanuts and how he cooked them. He poured each batch onto a tilted marble slab, whereupon he and grandmother gently stretched the hot batter so that the candy was thin and distinctly brittle. They distributed pounds of it to family and friends, and it was a very popular item at church and school sales. He gave all of the proceeds to a local Christian academy.
He was also renowned for his good deeds, such as visiting the sick, mowing the lawns of people who couldn't do it themselves, and collecting papers for the church paper drives. In retirement, he was know to remark that he might have to go back to work to get some rest. In fact, at age 92, he had just driven home from visiting someone in the hospital when his aorta fatally burst before he got out of the car.
I treasure memories of him; they motivate me when patience or good deeds are called for.
- Robin Richmond
He was a little shy and reserved, but really was very engaging around people he knew, and could step up and speak out when necessary. He also could have a lot of fun telling and sharing stories, and was more than happy to get down on the ground to play with children, including his great-grandchildren, who affectionately called him Poppa Brady.
Grandmother was more book-smart and outspoken, and was the dominant spouse in many respects, but he could take charge when needed, and could be eloquent when it was time to give someone a Biblical lesson.
He was celebrated for his peanut brittle, which he and grandmother made together. He was particular about his peanuts and how he cooked them. He poured each batch onto a tilted marble slab, whereupon he and grandmother gently stretched the hot batter so that the candy was thin and distinctly brittle. They distributed pounds of it to family and friends, and it was a very popular item at church and school sales. He gave all of the proceeds to a local Christian academy.
He was also renowned for his good deeds, such as visiting the sick, mowing the lawns of people who couldn't do it themselves, and collecting papers for the church paper drives. In retirement, he was know to remark that he might have to go back to work to get some rest. In fact, at age 92, he had just driven home from visiting someone in the hospital when his aorta fatally burst before he got out of the car.
I treasure memories of him; they motivate me when patience or good deeds are called for.
- Robin Richmond
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