Emil J. Meyer

I remember visiting pops everyday after school with my son John. We would stop by my father's house to visit, pops, would be sitting under the tree on the bench enjoying the Sun. John and Amber loved pops so much, they loved his stories, they loved that he gave them candy, but mostly John, he would sit with pop for what seemed like hours- just talking to him and listening to him and learning, absorbing everything like a sponge. He really loved his great-grandfather. John was 8 years old when...