My memories of PaPa as a little girl were riding around Choctaw in his "old blue" truck and going to the Choctaw Restaurant for breakfast where he drank coffee and bragged about me to his friends. I remember he always told me a bedtime story when I spent the night - he was a great storyteller and really made me believe that the family of monkeys packed their lunches to catch a ride on the train to Missouri for a picnic!! The true love and dedication that PaPa had for his family (especially for Granny) is rare. I hope that we follow his example and continue the traditions he started for our family.
I will miss you PaPa.