On Wednesday February 3rd 2010, at 11.35pm, my grandfather passed away after a long battle with cancer. He was 71 years old.
He loved photography, and gardening. He drove me to my therapy appointments because my sense of direction sucks and I couldn't find my own way there. He introduced me to country music (damn you!!). He built the hutch for my rabbits when I was 12, and later their garden run. He and my Nana loved to travel. He leaves behind a wife, two daughters and 5 grandchildren.
My grandad was a good man who tried to help people. He loved animals.
He smoked chronically for many years. He had 2 major heart attacks before being diagnosed with lung cancer in 1999. They gave him 18 months. He fought hard, and won many of the battles but ultimately lost the war. His pain is over now. Rest easy now Grandad - we'll be okay.
R.I.P.
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