My wife's uncle, who we partially moved up here to help out. Lost his 5 year fight with cancer yesterday. I don't genuinely like most people, but he was a good man. Ralph Martin, 76 years old, Korean War vet, husband to the girl he met in high school. Worked his butt off his whole life at not only a job, but running a little beef outfit out of his home. As long as I knew him he never intentionally did anyone any harm and was truly generous in helping others out that needed it. He understood responsibility and honor, and he left the world a little better off than he found it. That's about as high of praise as I can give someone. He'll be missed by many.