My precious daddy, better known to friends and
family as Poppy, went home to heaven
on December 10, 2010.
For all my 58 years, he has been there for me
in both big and small ways.
I miss him terribly, but am so comforted to
know that he is in Heaven and that his large
family will join him there one day.
I cannot tell you how many people have said they will
always remember his infectious smile and his sparkling eyes.
On the weekend of his Memorial Service, his 5 great grandsons
ran and played (and took a little time out for a photo op)
in his backyard. He would have loved watching
them and would have clapped his hands at each
of them and said, "HEY!"
Just a few weeks prior to his death, the "girls" gathered
to make Christmas cookies. He wanted to be with
us, and of course to sample all the sweets.
Eat the dessert first was his motto.
He loved children--his own, his grandchildren, his great-grandchildren,
and anyone else's children.
In his favorite chair, enjoying the family being together.
Visiting Jeremy's library on his visit to Colorado.
Enjoying the beauty of Colorado with Sweetie and his baby, Kim.
Reading about the things that his family had learned
from his and Sweetie's 60 years of marriage.
I love this picture. Classic Poppy! Hugs
for the grandchildren!
As was said at his Memorial Service, you can't say Poppy without saying Sweetie.
Married for 62 years--a wonderful example to all who knew and loved them.