Saturday, September 1, 2018
Pop
You always had a story to tell, a 5 min story turned into 15 minutes making sure no detail was left out. Your attention to detail was like no other weather it was painting a room yelling at me for not using enough paint or explaining to me why I need to things your way in the kitchen. I’ve seen you on your worst days and on your better days, but even on your worst days you were always cracking jokes. You will be missed for sure and things won’t be the same without you in your pjs in your chair and your cigarette burning. We know you’re in a better place and pain free now, although I’m sure you will keeping an eye on everyone to make sure things are done right. Miss ya pop
