grizzmoose
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I found out my Grandpa passed away early this morning after a short, but difficult battle with lymphoma and stomach cancer. This was a guy that loved to fish and hunt! About a week ago when we thought he still had a fighting chance, he said, "I still have a fish or two to catch". We knew he was sick and wouldn't make it long, but he insisted that my dad and I not cancel our trip to Alaska last week. As we called home for updates on his condition, family members told us he was fading fast, but strongly felt that he wanted to stick it out until we got back. We got home yesterday afternoon and went straight to his home and spent some time with him. We weren't sure if he even knew we were around, but considering he died shortly after we left, I have no doubt he knew. I guess those last couple of fish caught, were caught for him.
Grandpa was a great man who loved gardening, fishing, hunting, his family, his wife and God. . . in that order. He was a simple man who enjoyed simple things. Just to tell you all what kind of man he was, he once sold a large portion of stock worth over a million dollars. When I asked what he was going to do with all the money, he said he'd probably look in the classifieds to see if he could find a used engine for his little fishing/trolling boat. At the time, he had an old 70's Ford pick up with over 300k miles on it and a house he had lived in for over 50 years. He was very much into education, having received a Ph.D. from USC and taught at Weber state for many years. Most of the proceeds he got from his stock sales was donated to educational foundations. He's from the old school of hunting where he just enjoyed being on the mountain with family. He drew a tag in the Book Cliffs a couple years ago and I got to spend some time with him there. This is his last buck he took on the second day of hunting. He has left me with thousands of memories I'll cherish forever.
Grandpa was a great man who loved gardening, fishing, hunting, his family, his wife and God. . . in that order. He was a simple man who enjoyed simple things. Just to tell you all what kind of man he was, he once sold a large portion of stock worth over a million dollars. When I asked what he was going to do with all the money, he said he'd probably look in the classifieds to see if he could find a used engine for his little fishing/trolling boat. At the time, he had an old 70's Ford pick up with over 300k miles on it and a house he had lived in for over 50 years. He was very much into education, having received a Ph.D. from USC and taught at Weber state for many years. Most of the proceeds he got from his stock sales was donated to educational foundations. He's from the old school of hunting where he just enjoyed being on the mountain with family. He drew a tag in the Book Cliffs a couple years ago and I got to spend some time with him there. This is his last buck he took on the second day of hunting. He has left me with thousands of memories I'll cherish forever.