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My nephew worked here at the Ravens Grin Inn a few Octobers. He was a tall, muscular "boy", who physically outworked everyone else and never complained, just smiled.
He loved the great outdoors and spent most of his time there either working doing lanscaping or hiking over mountains during his time off.
A large black wart on his forearm was skin cancer which then became stomach and kidney cancer. He was 28.
During his hospital stay he had at least ten good friends , some traveling from Colorado and Virginia to see him, some bringing girlfriends or wives, spending days in the room with him.
He always kept a journal of his thoughts and poetry and died with his loving fiance beside him, along with her Mother and Father.
The Chapel room was full of all the people , he touched many with his quiet smile and subtle wit.
Life gives us no guarantees.
Live life everyday, that's how it designed to happen.
He loved the great outdoors and spent most of his time there either working doing lanscaping or hiking over mountains during his time off.
A large black wart on his forearm was skin cancer which then became stomach and kidney cancer. He was 28.
During his hospital stay he had at least ten good friends , some traveling from Colorado and Virginia to see him, some bringing girlfriends or wives, spending days in the room with him.
He always kept a journal of his thoughts and poetry and died with his loving fiance beside him, along with her Mother and Father.
The Chapel room was full of all the people , he touched many with his quiet smile and subtle wit.
Life gives us no guarantees.
Live life everyday, that's how it designed to happen.
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