Tarah Donoghue
Pepa was the best grandpa a kid could have had. Being the only grandchild was a pretty great blessing, and I remember so fondly all of our camping trips and the time I got to spend at the Bixby house. A photo of a candle and no words is an affront to the wonderful man you were. I know funerals weren’t your thing but your memory will be carried on through our memories.

