Every Dad has a great Dad!

Just an ordinary Sunday. My daughter ever since she was born has been a huge “Papaw” baby. She lights up anytime she sees even a resemblance of him. Holds him as tight as she can when its time to go home. 2 years ago he was diagnosed with an auto immune disease that zapped 80% of his muscle mass. He’s regained about half of that and had to medically retire and now tries to stay busy helping mom with being a teacher. One thing never fails is the love I see for all his children’s children. No matter what he will always put down his cane as his granddaughter runs out of Sunday school class to meet him and wrap his huge arms around her and pick her up. All 5 of his grandkids are his strength. That’s their Papaw!