On Tuesday Nov.3 I buried my dad. After an 8mo. battle with cancer he passed away, peacefully with me by his side. The last couple of months were very stressfull, me being excited to finally get to hunt sheep but also knowing he might not get to see the outcome. I spent 25 days looking for sheep and every time I came home he asked to see the ram. He was born in Lewistown, but actually lived in Suffolk which I drove through every time I went up there.