Poppy My poppy, i could talk to y’all about him for hours. He was sweet, gentle, stern, kind and so funny. He loved to dance, make jokes, even when we left for hospice he told me to go get his teeth bc he may need to bite somebody lol he never met a stranger. He was the only person that I know who could master eating a hot dog wienee & steak without his teeth in. He loved his family and treasured us more than anything. Most of you know him as the Willis or Jimmy. To us he was our poppy/dandy. Our beloved husband, father, grandpa & great grandpa.He had a nickname for so many of you. The more kids I had he couldn’t keep the names straight so it was the big one, the little one & squirt. My brother and I were so lucky and blessed to grow up down the street from Mimi and poppy. We tore up that rode riding our bikes, rollerblading & running over there almost every single day. Drinking coffee milk on the porch swing, racing in the yard, making them watch the old school Batman movie 8…