It’s been almost a week since I found out my Papa Richard passed away. Death is a strange thing in that it brings up many different emotions and memories of someone after they’ve passed. Although my grandfather’s mind in his later years started to deteriorate due to dementia, the memories of the times I spent with him prior continued to grow stronger. This man was such a loving grandfather. I remember the many vacations to the bay house in Galveston, him teaching me how to fish and crab, taking me on trips for gymnastics or school, and his constant reminder of how he played in the Orange Bowl back in college at Baylor (if you knew him, you know what I’m talking about haha). One thing that I will always remember is the love he had for his wife, his children, and his grandchildren, and his ability to ask for forgiveness. Papa, I’m sad you are no longer with us but I’m so happy you are now dancing in heaven with Meme looking down on us all. We will miss you so much. Love you.