Had to come down from my mountain home, to see my grandfather off. He was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and I found out about it while on the road to the Kaibab this last October for my wife and daughters deer hunt. It was pretty traumatic.
I have seen just about every type of death out there and deal with the aftermath in my work, and when i was in the Army etc. After 20 plus years of dealing with that stuff I thought I was pretty tough skinned against it.
anyways I had to come down because my pop called me and said I needed to come down a it would probably be the last time I would be seeing him alive.
This is a man who I learned so much about life from. about the woods, hunting, shooting a rifle fishing etc. He was more like a best friend over the years even though we are 40 some years apart. I am grateful I had him in my life and for him being a part of my childrens life. My daughter went on her first hunting trip when she was 2 my grandfather was there and had shot a big cow elk. It is a great memory. I have been on many hunting trips with him since I was small and even though i have dealt with, witnessed, and cleaned up after many peoples incidents and have tried to prepare my self for this I cannot seem to do it.
I am awash with grief over losing him from my life here on earth. He wont last long im afraid as only 10 percent of his heart is working at this point and he is at home now on hospice with the whole family around him.
Guys I just wanted to say that becuase of our trips together in the woods as a family we are so close. Remember that is one of the reasons we do this thing called hunting. At least it is for me and mine.
He has hunted his last season and will soon be gone.
How I will deal with it is only to be seen. Thanks for letting me vent here.
Bugler
I have seen just about every type of death out there and deal with the aftermath in my work, and when i was in the Army etc. After 20 plus years of dealing with that stuff I thought I was pretty tough skinned against it.
anyways I had to come down because my pop called me and said I needed to come down a it would probably be the last time I would be seeing him alive.
This is a man who I learned so much about life from. about the woods, hunting, shooting a rifle fishing etc. He was more like a best friend over the years even though we are 40 some years apart. I am grateful I had him in my life and for him being a part of my childrens life. My daughter went on her first hunting trip when she was 2 my grandfather was there and had shot a big cow elk. It is a great memory. I have been on many hunting trips with him since I was small and even though i have dealt with, witnessed, and cleaned up after many peoples incidents and have tried to prepare my self for this I cannot seem to do it.
I am awash with grief over losing him from my life here on earth. He wont last long im afraid as only 10 percent of his heart is working at this point and he is at home now on hospice with the whole family around him.
Guys I just wanted to say that becuase of our trips together in the woods as a family we are so close. Remember that is one of the reasons we do this thing called hunting. At least it is for me and mine.
He has hunted his last season and will soon be gone.
How I will deal with it is only to be seen. Thanks for letting me vent here.
Bugler
