An Independence Day We Will Never Forget
It was a Fourth of July my family will never forget. Our dear Pop passed on at the age of 90. I was grateful that my husband was able to go to Michigan to be with family and hold his grandfather’s hand before he passed on. We knew it was coming, but that doesn’t make it hurt any less. During the wait, I asked him to share this note with him. Pop, I never had the opportunity to meet my…