This book brings to you the life of a man who put his thoughts and experiences into a line-a-day diary from 1883 to 1945. Being the first grandchild, and having spent more time than my siblings with my grandparents, I was given possession of the diary by my mother, Joanna March Boyd Bard, many years ago. I have been on this project for a long time, and I am so pleased that it has finally come to fruition. I have chosen to put the story in first person, knowing this wonderful man as I did, and wanting to bring his experiences and reflections to life as I feel he lived it.