I didn't get too upset when I found out he had passed. He was 90. He had beaten cancer like 3 times, #4 and in his brain...that did him in. He lived a good life. He wasn't perfect, but he loved his family and we love him still. Only when I saw how excited Katie was when she found his picture did I almost cry. If I did cry Katie would've been confused, so I kept it in.
I love my Papa. He used to take me out for my birthday...a perk of having a summer birthday when your grandparents are snowbirds! He was always supportive and loved chatting on the phone. You are already sorely missed!
