Last fall trip I stopped by Glenn's house on my way down to L.S. and he was putting his truck back together literally hours before we left. Doug had been there for a couple of days before I got there, and Glenn and Sylvia treated us like their own. So thankful I stopped. Got to have dinner with them and Glenn wouldn't let me stay in my SUV, and insisted that I should sleep in his toy hauler. Such a kind and generous soul, and he wasn't afraid to tell you about his belief in the Lord.
God gained another son. Rest in peace my brother, and thank you for showing me kindness and generosity. Trips will not be the same without him.