So, you all will have to bear with me through this particular blog. Ha, I'm not really sure how I want to say everything so it might be a little crazy. Just a prewarning.
July 23rd would have been my Popo's birthday. Now, I think dad probably would have posted on here about it, but we were on vacation without any internet service, so he really didn't have any way to do it. Ha, and I'm aware how late this post really is!
Unlike when dad talked about Granny K's birthday, I can't tell you how old he would be now. Or, how many siblings he had. I'm not to great about remembering those kinds of things! I guess ask dad, he'd be able to tell you.
This is my favorite picture of Popo and me. :) As you can tell, it's a rather old picture. It was taken in our living room, right after mom and dad bought the house,(i don't know if we were living here yet) while we were just beginning the 'fixing up' process. Ha,and don't ask about the name, it's just what we had and will be what we always call him as. :)I don't even think I know the reason we called him that, it must have just stuck after someone said it once.
I have so many memories with him; camping out in their room on this little fold up bed, getting folded up in it somehow, and then waking up next to him in their bed the next morning when i was like, five?! Or, sitting out on the swing on the front porch seeing how high we could make it go before Granny K finally said something, lighting and helping blow out his 80-some candles on a cake one year for a birthday(that did, or should have made the skome alarm go off!), and knowing I could always find the toy box under his desk in the back room. These are only just a couple that I remember. Plus he could fix just about anything, and if he couldn't then..... well I can't remember him NOT being able to fix something. :) He also kept just about anything, there was so much stuff when we went through everything in the garage!
Dad wished Granny K a happy birthday, and I kinda just wanted to do the same for Popo. Just to say that and to share some of my memories with him, to my family. Miss/Love you bunches Popo!
-madi.
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