Papa turned 90 back in January. I know I'm kind of lagging. That is what happens when I use my nice camera. I kind of forget about it and move on. But turning ninety is kind of a big deal. REALLY BIG!
I know getting older is tough. I've seen it with my own eyes. Your body doesn't always cooperate. You go from being independent to needing assistance sometimes. And for a man especially, I think it's a pride thing. But Papa is hanging in there--and with all things considered, bad knees being the only real physical ailment is a blessing. His dad lived to be ninety-four so longevity of life seems to be in their blood!
My Papa still has his sense of humor and is a kid at heart. He loved the horns!
He wore his party hat and blew out his candles.
In usual mom fashion, she went above and beyond to make sure it was something Papa would always remember. He doesn't get out nearly as much as we would like him to but this particular day was a memory he will treasure and a true celebration of his life and the life he has left to live!
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