I remember the store more than Grandpop but the fact that I looked forward so much to going with my dad to pick up "the order" on Sundays,had to mean he was a kind and gentle person. I always felt like I could have anything I wanted and felt so lucky that we could get our food there. I used to get the sugar dots, some kind of ice cream or sherbet "squeegee",and even Easter candy (mmm, chocolate coconut bunnies...)
Grandpop's death was the first I'd experienced. I had never seen my mother cry before and I remember thinking that I didn't know adults cried or would still need their parents. Guess I had a lot of growing up to do....
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and I have no memory of poppop, other than the picture of him standing in the store. I think I was 4 or so when he died. I do remember being in the living room and mom coming downstairs and crying. I always thought Pop Dickler was my grandpop!
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