My dad has a green thumb. He has always had a garden and has made it better and better every year. He learned from the best. My Pop, pictured above always had one as well and when he was older and couldn't do it as much, he'd come to visit my dad, bringing his film camera with him to take photos of my dad's plants. I found hundreds of film images of my dad's garden when going through my pop's things after he passed. He's been gone six years and I still think of him every time my dad begins his garden each year, as if he is right there with my dad while he works. Missing my war hero Pop this Memorial Day. There will be a few more sentimental "Pop" photos. I hope nobody minds!