Pops,
I've taken some time to process everything, I don't know where to start so I'll start where it started. I first met you in 2013 as a bowling teammate, a few weeks later we became coworkers. You helped me so much when I first started working with you that I couldn't ever thank you properly. Eventually you kind of took me into your family as an unofficial extra kid (at least that's how I felt anyway) and I felt like I had someone behind my back if something went wrong, thankfully nothing did. You always treated my family as your own, whether it was coming to birthday parties for Kayden, asking him how school was going whenever you'd see him, or just making us feel welcome I your home when we would visit, you'll never know how much I appreciated it. Knowing that you'll never call me again asking for help with your computer, which would branch off into talking about sports, and bowling and working, I don't think I'll ever get over that. I could have been just another bowling teammate but it turned into so much more than that, and it's thanks to you. So many times I heard you or Kelly say "yeah that's our other kid" and being accepted like that means more than most things could. I'll miss our state bowling trips where we were more worried about where the good slot machines are and where we were going to eat, than we were about actually bowling. I'll miss talking to you about work where even though I hadn't worked with you in nearly 8 years, you always talked like I was still working with you. My heart hurts knowing I'll never see you again, knowing you'll never call again, knowing we will neve bowl again, knowing my boy lost a "papa" that he was always so excited to see. As you go on your journey, know that you won't be forgetten, the memories and photos will serve as a reminder of who you are. The stories of the good times will always make us smile. Cal, thank you for making me feel like I had an extra fsmimt I didn't deserve. I love you pops.