Today is my Pappy’s funeral. While some may think it’s inappropriate to be blogging, I actually think it’s quite a fitting tribute…
My Pappy was a wartime hero (my hero, too); he lived in the era of the pinup.
I found my 1st Playboy under his bed.
In fact, he and my Grammy had a key to the Playboy Club in Chicago, back in the ‘smoking jacket’ heyday.
He loved his “broads”, but his heart belonged to my Grammy forever.
So today is actually a Celebration of his LIFE; to appreciate and admire the adventures that he lived.
My heart is full of love for you, Pappy!!
- Your “Juicy”