He was born in Perth, Austrailia in 1954. His mother and father moved from there, to England and finially to America. He grew up on Helix Street, and attened Spring Valley Middle, and then Mount Miguel. There he met my mom, they were high school sweethearts. After high school he went to Oregon for college, but since my grandma wasnt wealthy he had to work at night to be able to afford it. He stayed there for a few years learning about electronics. After college he came home and married my mom. They were both devout Christians and they kept that kind of household where they had me a few years later. Then after that they had my two sisters, megan and mabry. They taught me and my two sisters, love, understanding, friendship, honor and peace and many other moral values. My dad taught me how to ride a motorcycle, shoot a gun, play baseball, chop down a a tree, and so many many other things over the past 20 years. He worked downtown over 40 hours a week so he could provide a good living for my family while my mom stayed home and took care of me and my sisters. 7 months ago, in october, I found out on my crying mom's sholder that he had cancer. For 7 months he suffered on my Grandpas cane that I kept when my grandfather died. He passed away last night at the age of 50, while my mom, megan, and I were holding his hand, and telling him how much we loved him and thankinghim for eveything he has done for this family. I know one day I will see him again in heaven, and hes smilling down on me as I type this. May he rest in peace in God's arms for all of eternity, without pain and in true happiness. I love him so much. And I am going to miss him so bad.
In loving Memory
Rest in Peace.
September 23rd, 1954 - April 23rd 2005