My Papa was an amazing man. He was a great husband to my grandmother, a fantastic grandfather to my and my brothers, and the best father to my dad. He was hilarious, too. He would tell these stories that we all didn't understand but laughed at anyway. Every year, when he lived at the old house, we would put up the snowman together. I remember living with him and always watching those cartoons in the morning. We always used our hands and pretended to talk on the phone. And each time I came to visit, that was how our conversation started. He was such am amazing guy. To those who didn't know him, I wish you did. You'd have a billion laughs with him. Even in the hospital he'd make a bunch of jokes. I remember always going into his office and Jordan would take his canes and walk around with them, and he'd always have a stash of candy for me and the boys to eat. 

I really miss you Papa. I love you so much