Thursday, September 6, 2012
We said a final goodbye to a wonderful man today.
Michael's grandfather--known to all of us as Poppy--passed away on Saturday. We actually found out about it in the middle of our family photo session. We had missed calls and text messages from family and feared the worst. Unfortunately, those fears were confirmed.
As his son-in-law (Michael's uncle) said in his eulogy today, Poppy was a true family man. He loved his wife--who sadly passed away in 2006--and his children, grandchildren, and three great-grandchildren. I will never forget the way our nephew, Brendan, would run to him yelling, "Poppyyyy!!"
We followed Poppy's casket into church today as saluting firefighters lined the sidewalk on both sides. The funeral procession from the church to the cemetery included numerous fire trucks, and a ride past the firehouse, where two fireman stood at the edge of the street, saluting--a chair with a fireman's gear between them to represent their lost comrade.
It was so incredibly touching.
It comes as no surprise to me that he was loved by so many, because Poppy was not difficult to love. He was the type of person who was cared for and remembered by people who had only met him once.
Poppy, I would say "Rest in Peace," but we know that with Nana by your side, that's just not possible. :) We also know that you wouldn't want it any other way. Much love from all of us who you left behind. We'll miss you deeply.