Ill always remember holidays at the Bartholdy's. Whether it was watching the younger grandbabies/great-grandbaby search the back yard for hidden Easter eggs, St. Pattys day corned beef, Grandpa Dick carving the turkey on thanksgiving with his chef jacket on, or reading "The Night Before Christmas" every Christmas Eve. He always wore a welcoming smile, along with long tight hugs. I will always remember him anf cherish the memories I had. I'm fortunate to have had shared moments with him, at one time being apart of a family i never had but always wanted.