Biologically, he wasn't my grandpa, but my Grandpa Popp never let bloodlines stand in the way. He was my grandpa, he did grandpa things with me (walks to feed the ducks by his house, Belle Isle, taught me to play pool), and due to his love and generosity, I never knew any better.
He lived a long, fun, accomplished life. I'm glad he was able to meet Spencer on multiple occasions, but sad that he never met Garrett. The world finds itself short one awesome baker, has a little less humor today, and one less devoted Lions fan.