About three years ago my grandfather died of cancer of the pancrease. He was one of the few that I loved, looked up to, trusted, and listened to. When he died I took it horribly. The doctor we brought him to first said 2 months. Then one month,... a week, two days. And finnally, tonight. That was problably the worst day of my life. Yet now I still look up to him as an example even though I cant see him. I will always remember him as he was, not as he is. He had taught me my manners, interests, and actiotns must be put into use for good, not sorrow self pity and all that other time consuming usless JUNK.He instead taught me to respect authority, always be calm even in the most extreme conditions, and most importantly act with honor and righteosness.
