Grandpa Jack

Last Week, my Grandpa Jack passed away. He was living in an assisted living home and started going down hill slowly until last Saturday he took a turn for the worse and passed away early tuesday morning. It was a different feeling with him going compared to my Grandma and uncle Bill. Some may disagree, but to me I'm glad he went fast so he wasn't in much pain and now he is with his family again. I was happy to have that feeling.
My Dad was in Ireland with Mary when it happend but I think we all knew it was going happen when he was there. The funeral was held on monday and the whole family was able to come in from California, St. George, and Moab and family friends from Washington.
The viewing was nice and when we went to the cemetary my Dad was able to speak. When he was speaking that was the first time I cried about Grandpa Jack. My Dad did such a great job talking about memories and how funny/stubborn/honest he was.
The Honor Gurad was there and they did some neat Military stuff with the flag, shooting guns, and Bugle taps were played.
Brody was also able to do the dedication of the grave. He did such a wonderful job, we all know he was inspired to say what he said.
Thank you to everyone who helped us with food and supporting our family.