Kayla Lydon
One of my favorite memories is the last time I get to spend the day with him. He had a book about airplanes and knew every detail about every plane in that book. When we were little, Pappy always got us a bag of Tootsie Roll pops and let us have all of the good flavors. I thought orange was a bad flavor then, so he would eat all of those. He would also always let us slide down the bannister in the basement on Bristol St but better not catch us doing it. And seeing him excited coming back from the market with all the different meats and cheeses he would buy was the best. Those little things I’ll never forget. Love you so much, Pappy!
