My Pops, in his front yard, last summer, right before a Missouri storm. My Pops, the landscaper, photo taker (most frequently of moss), tree farmer. Belly-laugh-til-he-cries-er, funny maker, music lover, socializer, early riser, hard worker, chef. Coffee mornings, Beer evenings. Spice concocter and bottler and eater; Spicy tongue. Story teller. Train hopper. Hitchhiker. River Boater. Road Tripper. Back road taker. Two-Fingers-Lifting-Off-The-Steering-Wheel Waver on a Rural Road. My Pops: World's Best "Crappa". Bonfire extraordinaire, history lover, geography encyclopedia, arborist, plant master. Weather Watcher. Talk Radio. Happy Hour. Heartland. Still Laughing. Making everyone else laugh. Pulling out the paisley hanky. Laughing some more.
That there's my Pops.
