Grandpa Bob

On Christmas Day, Aspen received a phone call that her grandfather had collapsed at home and was taken to the hospital. Later that evening, we found out that he was expected to have only a few days further to live. His kidneys were shutting down, which could not be rectified.
We drove the next day to Gunnison, to be with him and the family in the hospital.

After three days in the hospital, in essentially 24 hour shifts, Bob passed away.
Just after midnight, with six of us in the room, he drew his last breath. We watched. We cried.
I've known many people who have died. I've seen one die before my eyes. I didn't know him.
This one I did. This was a first. This is something I will hold in my memory for the rest of my days.

God Bless you Bob Watters.