Some of my favorite memories are at the LA Marathons that he loved to run so much. When I was young I would look forward to every march because I knew that was the time I got to be with my grandfather, just me my dad and my brother. Pop would take us to the convention center where he would sign up and take us around the arena to get free stuff. He was one of those people that wherever he went he was liked by all. I always wanted to be around him because I felt proud to be his grandson and still to this day I am proud to say that I carry his name. I hope that I still make you proud Pop and that you're looking down from heaven and smiling down on me. Death is never easy but it's just a transition and I believe that I will see you again and that's the only thing that keeps me going some days. It's always hard to lose someone who was part of your life, but there comes a point when you have to let them go and realize that God has brought them home to be in His arms. That heaven needs him just a bit more then earth, but it will never be easy. I will forever miss him, REST IN PEACE POP ?