Happy 94th Birthday, Pap!

A few weeks ago, I sat in the hospital at the bedside of my maternal grandfather, the last of my living grandparents. He had been in a nursing home for rehabilitation after a leg amputation, when he fell ill and they admitted him. We talked for awhile and when I mentioned his upcoming birthday, he expressed the fact that he wasn't sure he'd make it. Well a few weeks later and here we are, celebrating his 94th with a surprise party in the nursing home common room. 

So my picture of the day is of my Pap, who no matter what life seems to throw his way, keeps hanging in there. Happy Birthday, Pap!

Happy Scrappin'!!