Planting Pickles
With Papa Dan

Papa Dan and his granddaughters, Alba and Ivy, spend the day doing their favorite things, starting with a ride in the wheelbarrow (along with Bazil the Dog) to Papa Dan’s fairylike garden. As a storm blows in and baking ensues, Papa Dan saves the day when the smoke detector shrills. Exhausted, Papa Dan decides to take a nap, but this does not keep the girls from having even more fun. 

This book is a blend of real life and fiction, honoring Dan Stoecklein (a.k.a. Papa Dan). He will forever be remembered as a loving son, husband, father, and grandfather–and for his manager’s specials, of course. He lived his life with purpose, loved to garden, and shared what he cultivated with family and friends.

By Kimberly Hoffman

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As told by Daughter Lacy

When I think about my dad’s life, two common themes come to mind: sharing and helping others. Dad was constantly doing things for others and teaching me and my sisters to do the same.

Every spring, Dad always over-planted his garden. Because of the vast amount of garden vegetables dad grew, my sisters and I sold produce at a table on the front lawn, weighing the produce and charging by the pound. But this came after dad shared much of his bounty with family and friends.

And the sharing didn’t stop there. He was constantly taking his home baked goods or jars of salsa and hot jelly (made from garden produce, of course) to friends, family, and co-workers. In fact, dad shared so much of himself and his goodies with others, we couldn’t go anywhere without dad running into someone he had shared with or helped along the way.

In the book, “Planting Pickles with Papa Dan”, dad is depicted sharing his love of gardening and giving with my girls, Alba and Ivy. These memories are priceless, and they are also lessons my dad continues to teach all his grandchildren through this book.

In Memory of our garden master, Dan Stoecklein

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Paul had a hidden talent. He could look at any photograph and tell the photographer’s aperture and shutter speed. Get this!! He was never wrong! While Paul and I don’t share genetics, we found connections in many other areas. Photography is one. Now I pull out his Mamyia and think of him each time I create a photograph. It’s one way I’ll always make sure to carry Paul to all of my life adventures.

Alyssa, youngest daughter

Paul had a hidden talent. He could look at any photograph and tell the photographer’s aperture and shutter speed. Get this!! He was never wrong! While Paul and I don’t share genetics, we found connections in many other areas. Photography is one. Now I pull out his Mamyia and think of him each time I create a photograph. It’s one way I’ll always make sure to carry Paul to all of my life adventures.

Alyssa, youngest daughter

Paul had a hidden talent. He could look at any photograph and tell the photographer’s aperture and shutter speed. Get this!! He was never wrong! While Paul and I don’t share genetics, we found connections in many other areas. Photography is one. Now I pull out his Mamyia and think of him each time I create a photograph. It’s one way I’ll always make sure to carry Paul to all of my life adventures.

Alyssa, youngest daughter