Dear Noah or Kira,
Above is pictured a fantastic man that you will never know, but he was your Adoptive Mom's Dad, or, your "Pop-Pop". Pop-Pop died exactly two years ago today, and we still miss him very, very much. He could sing and play the guitar, and he loved the church choir. He was VERY tall - 6'3", and he was as gentle as a teddy bear. Everyone who knew him thought he was an engineering nerd and that he had a very quick, "punny" wit. In the picture above, Pop-Pop is holding your brother, Ian, when Ian had just been born. He was so happy on that day. Sometimes I wonder if you will be musically talented, like he was. Your birth father, J, and your grandparents on your birthfather's side all have a good sense of pitch. J even played in the high school band with me - and I have at least one picture to prove it. LOL. J and his old trombone - I wonder if he still has it? Maybe you can learn to play the trombone, too?
Love,
Mommy
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