He would have been 62 today. We miss him all the time. I heard James whisper, "Happy Birthday, Poppy," to the universe tonight. I know that Sonny heard him. He also told Will the other day that he'd be back from Heaven when he got better and then said, "No, he won't will he, Mama?" His sweet little heart has had a hard time figuring out how to handle missing Poppy. Will has no memories of Poppy, but he can pick him out of a picture immediately. He talks to James about him often. We miss you, Poppy! Happy Birthday!