Pop - you will be missed greatly. Your sense of humor never died and you were always ready to bring a smile to someones face. Whenever Dad (Jeff Mills) would come home from visiting you, it was inevitable that he would come back with things you found at the auction. Like the leather visor he sent for me that was for a little girl but because it said my name, Kim, he got it for me (even though I was around 28). I still have that hat. The things he sent were someone elses junk but to him they were treasures because each item reminded him of someone in his family. The one story I remember as a little girl is that Pop told me there was a bird called Snipes and you would catch them by taking a burlap sack and saying "here snipe, snipe, snipe". I thought he was nuts. For many years I never believed him. I just thought he was funny and picking on me. Well thanks to the internet I found out there are such a thing and that is how you get them. Pop - hope you're catching a lot of snipes up in Heaven. I love you. Your granddaughter - Kim
