Happy Birthday to my grandfather, Morgan (I called him Papa)! He would have turned 88 today. I love the picture of us together when I was just a baby. He could always make me smile and I loved being with him. Although my time with him on earth was cut way too short, his memory lives on through my precious baby girl, his namesake. I think of him each time I call her name. How I wish he could've held her and my boys. Today I give thanks for the time we had together and the memories I will keep with me forever.
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