I can’t imagine a more perfect Pop. Seen here circa 1978, probably in Virginia Beach, VA. Full disclosure: I was workin’ an itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini that day. Thanks Mom!
Here’s my pop with his siblings, rockin’ some serious hair (he’s on the far right, back row).
Dad, you know what Jimmy, Walker, Devan, Theo and I all think of you-you’re a neat freak who hates dirt. Actually, while we do think that (and love you for it), our more overarching collective thought is that you are a warm, compassionate, infinitely generous, charming, nurturing man. We love you dearly. TOP OF THE POPS!!!!