He went the way he would have wanted to. If he could not go in the hottest days of the year he would deffinately have picked to go during the biggest snow storm of his entire life. He was a little warped that way. He loved the heat of the summer when everybody else was sweating and panting for breath he was going strong. He also liked the snow in his later years because he could sit back and watched everyone else dig out. And, I'm sure as his last final laugh on me he loved looking down as I was just ready to leave for the furinal home and the snow plow came by depositing a four foot high wall of snow right across the driveway. I hope he enjoyed it. |
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Watcher i'm sorry for your loss. |
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