As of approximately 6AM this morning my stepgrandad or what ever you'll be callin him passed on. Cant say much about him other then what I have heard. I do know from the grapevine that he did go quickly and quietly.Not that it matters much but I cant stop thinking about how similar to the film "Big Fish" This all seems...

I thank any of you that have stood by me and with stood my ramblings on these matters up till now. The truth of the matter is that I hardly ever really saw him since I kept my distance from him due to the fact our personality's clashed like the titens we usually tried to blow ourselfs up to be.I sat near him though when this got to the crux of its 'existence'. I dont mean to imply that I never really truely enjoyed his company true sometimes he could've been a bit stubborn and bullheaded but the few times he actually made me smile I'm goin to remember. We butted heads every so often but the man wasn't totally intolerable as long as he didn't yell or scream.

Listen to me.. bein all sentimental and stuff...