A little over five years ago he was big, strong, and seemed as nothing could hurt him. Then the end began; first the car wreck, then the surgeries, and then an additional accident. My grandpa was one of the strongest men I knew. He was also one of the biggest influences in my life, the man that made me who I am today. He taught me almost everything I know. We had been working on and restoring tractors together since I was just big enough to bring him tools. I had gone to work and rode on equipment with him from about the time I was a year old. I was with him almost every day till I started school and pretty live with him and my grandma in the summers. My grandpa had a really bad truck accident almost five years ago driving back from Persal in his company truck loaded down with tools and fuel, when the left front tire blew out and sent him across the rode into the ditch. He hit the ditch ding almost doing close to seventy miles per hour sending the truck on its side. The truck slid down the ditch until it hit a massive mesquite tree finally stopped it. Soon after the entire truck was engulfed in flames, making it out just as the truck went up in flames he made it out. Luckily an off duty EMT and his wife happened to stop when they saw the flames and him on the side of the rode. Taking the shirt of his back to put pressure on the deep gashes that ran across my grandpa’s head, his wife call nine-one-one and requested life flight, where they flew him to University Hospital in San Antonio. While at the hospital he spent the next six weeks in ICU, and another 4 months in the hospital and rehab. About six months after than he was back in the hospital with a staph infection in his lower intestine. Cause him great pain and once again hospitalizing him the doctors could not fight the infecting off. As the last and on resort his lower intestine had to be removed, where he had to go back to rehab. He just built he strength back up and was getti