My Grandpa Evans passed away on October 15th. Yes he was 91 years old, but for some reason we all thought he would live forever! His mind was as sharp as a tack and if it weren't for his knees, he would have been in perfect health! He just wasn't supposed to go first. He has taken care of my Grandma for the past couple of years, as things have been harder and harder for her to remember and comprehend. He still drove up to the cabin and to panquitch to feed animals every day! He would make trips to cedar a couple times a week, sometimes just to go to Carl's jr. Or KFC. He was an awesome man, I feel very priveladged to live close and get to visit often. His funeral was on Monday October 20th. It was such a nice service, I was very honored to be asked to speak on behalf of the grandkids memories. Grandpa was taken in a horse drawn wagon with a empty saddled horse following it up to the cemetary, WOW, how awesome that was. It is just the way Grandpa would have liked it! He already had his headstone up there, and it was such a nice day. We all could really feel the spirit! There is not many more true cowboys left on this earth, he was truely a special man! All I worry about now is Grandma, but she has so many people around who love her, she will be well taken care of! Good Bye Grandpa, until we meet again! We love you!
