Katie McKenzie
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The Legacy of a Connection
L.B.B. Those are his initials. My best friend. My grandpa. Lawrence Brandon Baker on his birth certificate, “Bop Bop” to me. When I was a young child just learning how to speak, I could never quite utter the words, “Grandpa Baker,” it always came out as “Bop Bop.” My family apparently thought this was uproarious and from then on, he was known as, “Bop Bop.” Unfortunately, my dad tragically passed away when I was only two years old. He was a firefighter and was trapped in a devastating house fire. My mom was a traumatized wreck after the sudden passing of my dad. She was angry, forlorn, discombobulated, and incapable of raising a child on her own. Bop Bop graciously volunteered to help take care of me whenever my bereft mother needed it. He was still mourning the unexpected loss of my father, his son, yet he stepped in to help my mother pick up the pieces.
By Katie McKenzie3 years ago in Families