The only thing I know for sure, is that in an odd way, I was glad he was dead when the Walter Reed Scandal broke. Because since he would collect money for Disabled American Veterans from the day he came home from Korea right up through the year he passed, I am sure that reading about it would surely have killed him.
Other than that, rarely a day goes by that I don’t miss him.
Though she will not really remember him when she gets older, I am glad that LatteGirl did get to spend time with him. She loved him a lot as well. When she was a toddler, the only people that she would go to without a fuss would be Mommy, Daddy or “Poppie.”
I have never been big on going to cemeteries. I think this stems from the time when I was a tween (though they hadn’t come up with “tween” yet), when it felt like I was at a wake or funeral on an all too regular basis. Now however, since LatteGirl is not quite ready to let him go, we go almost once a month to “visit” him.
The best we can do now however, I guess, is just to keep him alive in our hearts, and always remember him.