Poppy would have turned 94 today. It goes without question that we miss him and think of him often. He comes to us in the tiniest of ways in our every day lives. A picture, an item, a poppyism. They come unexpectedly most of the time. They bring a lump to my throat, a tear to my eye and tug at my heart. I think we all have that special someone whose memory resides permanently in our minds and hearts. Poppy is that person for me.
I love you Poppy and I look forward to seeing you again.
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