Personal Narrative: My Poppy

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“Bye, I love you Poppy.” I was taught as a child to always tell your loved ones you love them because you never know when your going to see them again. Life is a gift and can be taken at any moment. Tomorrow is not guaranteed. My poppy taught that to my dad , my dad taught me that, and I'm going to teach the same idea to my kids.
My poppy was the firstborn into a typical family with one mom and dad. His memories of his father were minimal because his father passed when he was at the age of four and he doesn't remember him. As he got older, his immediate family grew. By the age of 12-13 he was the oldest of five children and he was more responsible most 18 years olds are today. Poppy would have to take care of all his siblings because his mother worked nights, and his stepdad came home late in the night, so it was his responsibility to watch out for his siblings. From the end of the school day all the way to bedtime taking care of them was his responsibility.
My poppy was a typical kid with passions, wants, and dreams for his future. He was very passionate about sports and he was a multi-sport athlete that included football,baseball, and swimming. In his freshman Algebra class, some girl sat in the chair behind him. This was all by luck as they sat alphabetically. Little did he know she would someday be his wife of over 50 years, and still going strong. Even
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Poppy and nana had three boys and one girl of their own, but when his sister needed help he brought her into the house and helped her raise her son. He raised the children giving them everything they wanted/needed, going to work coming home, and teaching the right things so they would grow up to be good adults. He would be quiet and observe when he was at home, then go to work and come home. His advice to me was to “Work your hardest in anything you do, no matter what, how hard, or if you like it or

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