I had the joy of having two amazing grandfathers. My PaPa passed away a few years back. He was always looking to have a good time, enjoy every day. He smiled and greeted every person he passed on the street in his small town of Woodruff, South Carolina. I definitely inherited my sense of fun from him. Yesterday, my beloved Pop passed away at the age of 93. (At left, my brother & I surprising him for his 90th birthday). Douglas Bruce was a jewel. I never heard him say a bad word of anyone. Ever. His heart was big, his soul was kind. Hopefully, I will live up to his impeccable standard. It’s a high bar, but I’ll try, Pop, I’ll try.
