At home.

"Sugar" [my nickname.] Coca-Cola [in the glass bottles.] Fish Tanks. Black Labs. Suspenders. Slacks. Slippers. BB Guns. Huntsville. "Blue Money."... These are the things that will forever remind me of him.

Gracious. Giving. Undying love for his wife. Provider. Class. Dignity. Respect. Honor. Integrity. Sense of Humor. Servant's Heart....These are the words that I will always use to describe him.

William Yarbrough, Sr., my dear grandfather, went home to be with his Heavenly Father last month. Pop Pop was proudly the oldest member of his church. He was a handsome man...dressed "to the nines" everyday, every hair combed to perfection. All the ladies swooned to him, and I am sure he didn't mind the company. :). He had a warmth and gentleness about him that I was drawn to. I wish I had known him better. Whenever we had the opportunity to visit with him, he and I always hit it off. I remember walking through the store, hand -in-hand, a couple of years ago. Laughing, talking, sharing. That was a special time.

Pop Pop missed his wife terribly, and i know it brings him joy to be reunited with her for eternity. I am sure he is looking down at his family in complete peace. I hope he is proud of me, as I was certainly proud of him.

We love you and miss you, Pop Pop. Give a hug to Granny for me.