Papa Joe,
From the first time I met you, you made me feel incredibly welcomed. Every time you greeted me with that raspy, familiar "How are you, sweetheart?" and a kiss on the cheek, it warmed my heart more than I can say. Thank you for welcoming me into your family so effortlessly, with kindness, love, and warmth. I am so incredibly grateful to have gained you as a grandfather.
You were a hero long before I knew you—a firefighter, a protector, a man with a fierce love for the Lions and just a little too much faith in the lottery. But more than anything, you were a cornerstone in the family.
I’ll miss hearing your voice, stories about the latest fire calls/ adventures, and your theories on which lotto tickets are automatic winners (certain numbers worked almost every time for you!). But most of all, I’ll miss the strength and warmth you gave just by being yourself.
Thank you for everything, Papa Joe. I’m so lucky to have known you. And proud to be part of your amazing family.
With love always,
Emily