Today would have been my grandfather's 86th birthday.
And in his honor, I ate Whoppers. (candy, not burger). I snatched some from the Halloween party I attended last night, and I enjoyed them just as much as I used to enjoy stealing a few from the giant paper cartons. And then I made split pea soup.
My family visited his grave this weekend, and one left a horehound candy, and the other brought a picture of Hillary to show Pa...fitting tributes, I think.