Happy Birthday

Today would have been my grandfather's 84th birthday; he was an April Fool's baby. Kinda fitting since he was always a jokester growing up, so I'm told. I certainly know he was good at telling stories about all the pranks he pulled when he was younger. While I wish I could hear him tell me just one more of them, I rest in the fact that he is with the Lord now. And those of us that miss him can tell each other those stories over and over again. I'm sure Carter and Cole will love hearing how their Grandpapa nailed down his friends boots to the floor, or put stinky cheese in someone's phone receiver. I surely did.

So Grandpa, Happy Birthday. We love you.