In the wee hours last night, my grandfather lost his battle to his cancer. He was such a strong man and yet so gentle. He had the respect of so many for his ability and character. And he was unbelievable with his horses. He could get those animals to do anything because of his gentleness. I'm so sorry that I didnt come to see you grandpapa. But you out of everyybody understood why. I love you and already miss you so much. Your fight is done, and the peace you so deserve is yours. Jump on Jazzer and ride the clouds.