He will be missed. All those bad jokes and if we were coming for a visit, he had us planned out to do 10 hours of things to do in 4 hours. Always wanting us to see enjoy all the time and places around the area that he so loved.  

He always had the best intentions 😇 

Loved him like a brother. 

Whenever I think about Greg, I think about the outdoors, adventure, dad jokes, pickle-ball,  gizmos and gadgets and a big bright white smile. Greg always welcomed me with open arms and made me feel like part of the family right away, I will really miss him, but am so grateful for all of the memories I got to make with him.

One of my favorite memories is the time he taught me how to ski. There aren't a lot of places to ski in England,  so the first time Greg and Matt took me skiing in Bend, I probably had just as much as experience as a 2 year old might have, and even then that might be reaching. 

Greg stuck by my side all morning, going up and down the bunny slopes multiple times, teaching me to pizza, to french fry, to turn and to have confidence in myself that I could accomplish what seemed impossible. With many  falls and chair rides and pep talks I started to really feel confident that I might be able to ski! I did give Greg a few frights though, once slipping out of his hands the first time I got off of the ski lift, zooming down into the trees unable to direct, guide, or fend for myself, luckily I missed the tree stump by just a foot. If that wasn't enough to give Greg and Matt a fright, later on in the day I managed to ski off the side of the cliff, luckily Greg and Matt rescued me without any injuries, just a couple of new wrinkles/stress lines for Greg. 

We finished up for the weekend sat in the carpark in the trunk of Greg's car with tuna fish sandwiches, cookies, and more bruises than I could count. I will forever cherish all of the other adventures and memories we had together,  and Matt and I will continue to adventure for you!!

Love you -- Miss you -- Rest in peace 

Alice 

xxxx