years ago i started spending a lot more time with Patty and Randy, going to spend weekends (even weeks) in Atlanta with them. it was then i came to recognize Uncle Randy's wonderful manners. always checking to see if his guest was comfortable. if there was anything he could do for someone else - a neighbor, co-worker, parent, friend. opening the car door. opening any door.

on the day of Poppy's funeral i saw Uncle Randy folding up your walker to put in the back of Mom's car and i was overwhelmed with memories of Poppy doing the same. i thought back to a time when the three of us went to eat in Asheville (2003) and before i could even get the car in park and out of my seat, Poppy was headed to the trunk to get your walker out.

he loved to care for you. no matter how old & weak he was becoming, he took pride in looking after you. opening the car door, putting your walker away, and later, pushing your "chariot" to the elevator to go downstairs for meals. i admired him for always thinking of you and your comfort first.


Maunga, i pray that you know how far reaching yours and Poppy's influence has been. i know you're proud of your children, but i pray that you know how proud your children's children (or nieces) are of them, too. Poppy raised a man who clearly and dearly loved & respected him. a man who carries on the lessons Poppy taught him of how to be a true man and how to treat others. i pray that you are proud of yourself for the children you raised.