This is a remembrance thread, designed to honor anyone you've lost in your life. Type away with stories, descriptions of character, etc. This can be funny, boring, exciting, sad, however you want to honor the dead. Death is a part of life, and coping can be hard for some people. Talking or typing will certainly help with coping, whether it was yesterday or twenty years ago. I'll start with my grandfather, not my real gf, but he was close to me nonetheless. He had a lawnmower that didn't start one day, and he had been seeing red jimmy a squirrel around it. He popped the hood, and said little Jim stripped all the wiring on the mower. All of it. Ever since, he had an extreme hatred for the squirrels. Ever since, he shot one every chance he could get, including through the window screens. My grandma threw a fit but it did not stop him. It got to the point he would buy window screen by the roll. Looking at that little .410 single shot will always remind me of him repairing the screen while my grandma b!?@%$d.