“This is my dad, two weeks before being diagnosed with stage four kidney cancer, and eight months before leaving us much too soon.
This was the second day of an epic mountain bike trip he, my brother, and I took. His diagnosis less than a few weeks later left us all reeling. My dad was my best friend in so many different ways, and although he missed meeting his three grandkids by a few months, we know he would have been their hero too.
It’s been three years since his passing, and I think about this trip daily. We lost a husband, a father, a grandfather, a friend, and a mentor in the span of a few short months. But this trip brings nothing but smiles to our faces.
This, and so many other memories, are what we have to remember what a truly special guy he was. We miss him everyday, but the days we got with him are what we’ll hold on to forever.”
– Jonathan Philp
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