Celebrating William Clarence Allen, Jr's 76th Birthday at the lake over Memorial Day weekend.

Folks call him Jr, some call him WC, some call him Mr. Allen.  I call him Paw Paw.  Some kids drop the name they used to call parents & grandparents beacuse it sounds silly, maybe even a little childish to continue to call someone by these affectionate names when you're older.  Well I'll soon be 30 years old and this man is my Paw Paw. He always has been and always will be; I'll never outgrow him being my Paw Paw.  

He was diagnosed with ALS, or Lou Gehrig's disease more than 15 years ago and same God that created this man healed him of this disease and in one more month he'll be able to meet my son, his 2nd great-grandson.

Happy 76th Birthday, Paw Paw. 

Ain't no party like a Cheerwine party...

Kodak BW400CN  //  Pentax 35mm ZX-30