Just Sharing

I went to visit a friend last night. Her Pap passed away in the middle of the night. I found out when I woke up. I was sad, but I was glad to be there for her. She is OK, but I know she is sad. She didn't want to talk much about it, which is alright and completely understandable. They were very close. She had to tell her little one when she got home from school. She did OK with it, but didn't want to talk about it either. Two peas in a pod those two!
Pap...Where to start? He was an amazing individual. My favorite Pap moment was when Carm lived with him about 10 or so years ago. He was a jazz player, played the saxophone. I had the Sinatra song "Best Is Yet To Come" in my head and I was singing it. We talked a little about the song. Next time I came Pap was humming and singing the song. It was sweet, he remembered. He was a very nice and good man. I will miss him.