My great-grandpa would get up lots of times in the middle of the night waking up my Great-Aunt D’Alene. Then when she got up to use the bathroom she told great-grandpa what she was doing then when she got back from the bathroom my great-grandpa had stopped breathing and had died on the 12/09/10 Monday morning. On Thursday, 12/12/10 in the evening some of our family members came to my great-grandpa’s house, now the house belongs to my Great-Uncle Danny, and talk to each other and get to know each other. After that we went to the funeral on Saturday morning 12/14/10 the weather started out sunny and clear then later on in the afternoon it became cloudy and freezing cold. We saw some friends and family at the funeral my great-grandpa was in the coffin wearing his cowboy boots, clothes and he had his cowboy hat with him.
On the stands they had my great-grandpa’s bow on it because he was an outdoorsman he would go hunting when he had the chance. He would go hunting with his bow or with his gun. He loves to fish with his family and/or friends mostly with family. When I was about 6-7 years old he would teach me how to do archery because it is our family tradition that we never miss. He also taught me how to fish and both he and my grandpa taught me how to hunt. While me, my sister, and my brother are doing archery he would stand behind us giving us lots of good advice like before you let go just wait for one more second then release, and telling us to keep your bow hand steady. If we popped our balloons he would have his wallet out with a couple $1 bills out for us.
If he told you to do something you better do it. The last time I last saw him before he died was in the same hospital that I was born in all hooked up to wires that helped him to stay alive. One of the wires provided oxygen for him and the other would keep him hydrated. He would always need help to go to the bathroom, and when he was thirsty he would drink from a sponge that would be full with water.
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