Today I lost my Papaw. He was 84 years old, and it was very unexpected. He and I had a special relationship, and my heart is breaking right now. Below is a photo of him and my grandmother who were married for nearly 66 years. Underneath that is a photo of me with them on my wedding day. I will miss him like crazy, but he went peacefully, and for that I will be forever grateful.
I love you, Papaw. I promise not to take any wooden nickels.