My Grandpa Herb Rombough passed on of cancer June 26th, 2005. Some people's heroes include celeb's or athletes and such. He was mine. Never got out of bed without a smile. Wish he could still be here to tell all the old plowin', threshin', horn-pushin' stories to my boys like he did with me sittin' on his lap. Heck I loved hearing them right up to the time he got sick. Not a day goes by I don't come across somethin in my work or my play that I stop and think about him tellin me an easier way to do it. 'Course he always had the heart to come right out and say it to your face if you were doin somethin right, too.
He was one of a kind for sure.