Grandpa Makes Cribs for Neighbor’s Babies, Years Later They Gather for His 100th Birthday — Story of the Day

After Grandpa Dixon’s only grandson passed away, he had nobody. A few neighbors learned he could make cribs and decided to support him by requesting cribs for their children. Over the years, he grew close with his neighbors, and when he turned 100, they gathered for a big surprise.

Grandpa Dixon’s last grandson sadly passed away from a rare autoimmune disease. With all of his relatives gone, the man grew lonely as he entered his late 80s. He was still too sprightly to move into a retirement home, but his house was big and empty, and he often thought about his lost family.

His grandson had been the last remnant of his loved ones. The young boy had lived with his granddad after his parents passed away, and the old man loved him dearly. He took care of him in his final days, and Grandpa Dixon struggled to overcome the loss when he was gone. He even gave up on his woodworking hobby.

With all his friends in retirement homes, and no one left to care for, the elderly man started looking toward his community, and he slowly got to know his neighbors. His one neighbor was always pleasant, and he discovered they had much in common. She was a single mother with no other family left.

His neighbor, Sarah, had recently given birth, and her husband had passed away shortly after, leaving her to provide for her new baby daughter. She didn’t have much, and she made a bed for her little Cherise in an empty drawer every night. So, when Grandpa Dixon found out about this, he gave her his late grandson’s old crib that he had made himself.

“Oh, that’s so sweet of you! The woodwork is lovely, Grandpa Dixon. Where did you get it?” she enquired when he showed up at her house with the crib.

He explained he had built it for his grandson before the boy was born. he gave him an impressed look, thanked him again, and the two carried the crib into her room. That night, baby Cherise slept like a log, only waking up once. Sarah was so happy about the new crib she showed it off to all her friends.

“My goodness, Sarah! Where did you find this?” they all wanted to know.

“Grandpa Dixon, the sweet man next door, showed up on my doorstep with it and said he had built it for his grandson. The poor man has no one left after his grandson passed away. I feel so bad for him. I wish there were something we could do.”

The story of Grandpa Dixon and his incredible crib spread through the community with vigor, and soon the people showed up on his front porch, asking whether he would build them a crib as well. At first, the old man hesitated, saying his hands weren’t as nimble as they used to be, but the look of the new parents wore him down.

“I suppose I could put...