Wow- where do I start with my memories of Pop? As far back as I can remember, Nana and Pop's was my second home. I spent more time there than at my own house sometimes! I loved sleeping over and going to Dunkin Donuts the next morning, in between yard sales. I loved going to Kaiser's auction with him and making sure I didn't bid on anything! I loved our trips to Chincoteague every year. They started out as day trips, when Mike and I would drive down in the back of that pickup with the cab on, to week long trips, always staying the the Birchwood. Pop would always order VO and 7 at the Beachway, that was his drink. When I lived at home, Pop would go into my room and hide one of my favorite candy bars,Bit-O-Honey, in the least likely places. Under my pillow, in my sock drawer, in my makeup bag... He and Nana were always at my high school field hockey and softball games, no matter how far they were. I always blamed Pop for my "jumpy legs!" I loved being at their house when Pop came home from business trips. He always brought a brown bag full of airport candy-boston baked beans, burnt peanuts, cinnamon bears. You always knew that if "the bus is leaving", you had better be ready! Many times, we walked out of a restaurant because we were not promptly served. i was mortified back then, but I now do that to this today. I make Livi try everything I cook, because that's what Pop did, and I love so many foods that I never thought I would. I won't miss wet washcloths to the face in the early mornig hours, but will miss Pop- and everything about him-his sense of humor, his quick wit, his suspenders-his love. Love you and miss you Pop. Love always, Molly