With everything in my life a whirlwind, I recieved some bad news on Friday April 11th. I lost my grandfather to illness. This was a tough pill to swallow. It is tough to think I will never get to talk to my grandpa ever again. He was never much for words on the phone, but was always glad to hear from me. It was always an option to call him before now. I have lots of fond memories of my grandpa that I will never forget. The last time I made a trip to Texas was this fall to visit my family. You never know it is going to be the last time, but I had a wonderful visit with everbody, especially him. He made a brisket for the family at my request, and even shared with me the rub he uses, and tips for making a good brisket. Now I get to remeber him everytime I use my smoker which is quite often. One of my final memories of my grandpa was during that trip this fall. My grandpa was a avid Cowboys fan and the weeked I was in town was opening weekend for the NFL season. The cowboys played the sunday night game and he and I sat up and wathced the whole thing. It was so much fun. I don't ever remember him staying up that late before which made it that much more special to me. I am posting this here because I know if he were still alive he would have visited this blog and read all about my journeys. If he is reading this from above, I want him to know I love him and am I glad he was such a great grandpa!!!
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