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Insomnia, or the difference in time had my attention at night, and in the wee hours of the morning.   It wasn't easy to live in my Pops house for 8 days.  I did what I had to do, saw what I had to see, and realized that she really does loves him unconditionally.

Pops

From Pops

so many things running through my mind..... The only word I can type is LOVE.

Backyard

From backyard

This is the backyard where the BBQ would blaze, jazz pumping, family and friends packed the tiny house and filled the yard with fun.... the bbq sauce recipe is embedded to memory along with the aroma of the pork ribs that I will never make. He will have to fire up that grill soon, summer's here!

Lunch

My sister is always shining her light.......

From Lunch

Happy Fathers Day!!

He is a man of few words... But when he speaks, he speaks volume! He's dropping knowledge on me now...

This is from my last trip to LA 08. I realized the need to document Grandpa/Pops. We were chilling in the car.

He has always been straight up honest with me through the madness, that's why I'm still a Daddy's Girl!!