My maternal grandfather, Edwin ‘Poppie’ Lee Blocher, Sr., died 50 years ago this morning.
I was six years old, and I remember coming downstairs — at the house on College Avenue in Hannibal — to find my parents up and about before dawn. My mother was 28 years old, and had just had her third child earlier that year.
I’m told that Poppie died of a brain aneurysm. G-ma Ruth lived another 34 years as a widow.
Rest in peace, Poppie.