Wednesday, July 3, 2019
As I was growing up I had many memories with my poppop. My Mommom and Poppop raised my sister's and I and showed us what a true man was supposed to be and how a man is supposed to treat a woman. On many occasions I'd go over to sty the night and every morning my Poppop had fried eggs and his hot cup of tea so naturally I wanted to be just like him. Only problem was is I didn't like fried eggs, still don't but he used to make me a cheese omelette and my own version of a hot cup of tea. Once I got old enough I learned from the best to do it myself. Now every time I have a hot cup of tea I think of him. Every Saturday night we'd get our clothes ready for church for the next morning. Sunday mornings we'd have our eggs and tea and get ready Poppop had Mommom help him clean his ears, he use to joke he was Dumbo said they were too big to clean by himself. He'd always come out looking very sharp nice button up shirt short or long sleeve and some nice slacks and his teeth. The list goes on and on and on of the memories I have with my poppop. I loved and love him with all my heart, I miss him so much I feel like my heart is missing a piece and there ain't no fixing it. I love you Poppop say hi to Rebecca for me and keep the party going till I make an entrance. I LOVE YOU
