Tuesday, June 12, 2018
Mark, "PaPaw", was the best grandfather I ever could have. He always put a smile on my face and we sang alot together while he taught me to play the guitar-one of our favorites being "Me and God". Some of my favorite memories include how much he loved chocolate filled donuts, all the guitar "lessons". The visits me and my sister took to Arkansas every summer to see mamaw and papaw. I thought they had the best marriage up until their divorce. It was hard, not being able to see him. So I started writing him letters, calling every other weekend- sometimes more. I still loved him even though he wasnt in the family anymore. He is still my papaw. I love him so much and wish i had just a little more time with him.
