Jean (Rixey) Miller (1923-2009) "Turkey Hunting in Montana, approx 1981" She and my grandfather, Bob Miller, helped raise me at times as I grew up and were responsible for introducing me to the outdoors, a favorite place now that I am older. She passed away today . . . in as good a way as anyone could ever hope for. Peaceful right up to the last breath. She and my grandfather had lived all around the world but they loved the outdoors and were the first to show me how important the mountains and lakes around us were and why they were so valuable. They could be in the most exotic places for years where grandfather was working but they loved getting back to the mountains of Montana whenever they could. They did not have a perfect life but they had a good one. The flaws at times were big, but just as big were the joyous moments shared with friends and family. They knew how to live and at the end she was peaceful and content surrounded by her family. My mom was wonderful these last years taking such good care of her every day. It allowed my grandmother to die at home, surrounded by her children, without pain. Can anyone hope for anything more?
Those camping trips growing up meant so much... thanks grandma! I carry those memories every time I am I am in the mountains!