Your hugs were a constant and cherished presence, a comforting assurance that I knew I could count on every time. I am certain that I will never encounter anyone quite like you again. Our shared memories are a treasure trove, from the whimsical days when our imaginary butler, Charles (really Poppa), served us breakfast in bed during my visits as a child, to the delightful old-time dances you both took me to. The conversations we shared when I came back home to visit were truly special, and even our last one, though you may not have been aware of my presence, left a lasting mark on my heart. Forever grateful for the warmth and love you infused into my life.