I also wanted to write a small tribute to Uncle Rob. He is one of the funnest, most handsome, REAL cowboys I have ever met. I always enjoyed his fun attitude. At the viewing Grandpa told me some stories about when he and Uncle Rob were younger; here is a paraphrased version of two of those stories, two that I think say a lot about Uncle Rob’s attitude toward life and family:

Grandpa said when he was younger that he and Uncle Rob shared a bedroom. Uncle Rob would tell Grandpa story after story. When he would finish one, Grandpa would ask him to tell another one. Grandpa often woke-up Uncle Rob to have another story told to him. Grandpa said that he charishes those stories and sharing a room with Uncle Rob.

The other story Grandpa told with more emotion. He said one time when he was really young that they were out checking on the sheep. It started to rain and then turned to snow. Grandpa was so young and so cold. He stopped Uncle Rob and said that he couldn’t go any further because his hands were to cold to hold on to the rains. The horses weren’t being very obedient given the situation, but Uncle Rob took Grandpa’s rains in one hand and his own in the other and led Grandpa back to camp. Grandpa said that he didn’t know how Uncle Rob did it, for Uncle Rob’s hands had to have been as cold as Grandpa’s.

Anyway, I just thought you all deserved to hear those stories. It was great to see everyone at the viewing, it was just to bad it had to be there. Uncle Rob will always be a great example to me!!!!