Today my papaw is turning 91 years old. No two people, outside of my parents, have had as much affect on my childhood as he and my grandmama.
In many ways I'm natured like him with his dry sense of humor and "plain talk." With only an 8th grade education I'm amazed that it seems he understands matters of theology better than anyone I know, things that only years of serving the Savior can show you. He has aged remarkably well and my kids are CRAZY about him. At 91 I know that his time won't last forever, but I'm so thankful that my kids have been able to experience life with him.
Happy birthday papaw! I love you!
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