Grandpa Alexy is Ken’s maternal grandfather. He is jolly and fun and sweet. He is kind and smart. He is good with his hands – he has a woodshop that even I envy (I secretly loved shop class as a little girl). I’m pretty sure Ken grew up thinking his grandfather could build anything. Because he could.
It is always nice to spend time with Grandpa Alexy. He is genuinely interested in what’s going on in our lives and we are lucky to have him. Here he is with all the other boys.