I remember many things about Poppa. One of the first memories is how he would say Amen at some point during my solo at church. It would either be during the song or immediately after whether, it was a good performance or not. I remember going to the Mountains with him and visiting Cade's Cove for the first time. I remember every time I walked into his house he would give me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and say "Come on in!" He would often ask about my parents and my grandparents to see how they were doing. What I remember most of all is how devoted he was to my wonderful mother-in-law. He loved her more than anything in the world and treated her like gold. He was often a quiet man or a man of few words, but when he spoke, they were words worth listening to. I was fortunate enough to get to spend many hours at his bedside during his final days. I talked to him, I sang to him, I held his hand, and I said good-bye to him. I wouldn't trade any of those moments for anything in the world. Poppa, you will be missed by us all, but I know you are in heaven watching over us and waiting for the moment that we will all be together again. I love you!!! Jennifer Givens