Poppie
2005, August 8 - 1:54 p.m.
I was checking my e-mail today before I went to go get my blood work done to be a bone marrow donor and I got an e-mail from Aunt Debbie. Poppie died. He was my mom's dad and the last grandparent I had. He had moved back to K-town a short time ago, went to the hospital, thought he was getting out soon and then died unexpectedly. This is a shock. He was larger than life and it seemed very possible to me that he would outlive us all. He was funny and delightful and no-nonsense about his opinions, which he handed out freely and with spunk. I loved him. I was looking forward to seeing him in his new house and introducing him to Ross. So I'll be going up to K-Town this week, as soon as I find out when the services are. I've called Jamie and just... it's so unexpected. I've been crying without really letting it sink in.
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