mom told me today that grandpa didn't accept that he was sick. he believed he was going to get better. she said up until sunday night, he was doing fine...but then he started doing worse. we all thought he was going to make it through...
you were always a fighter grandpa. i love that about you.
i miss you.
i can't believe you're gone.
i wish i had one more chance to see you...



i just want to drink...drink all my pain and sorrow away