Curt will be laid to rest Wednesday, September 9 at a graveside service at Holy Trinity Cemetery in Goldendale.  Friends, many from the Church, have helped me keep going, through this most difficult time of my life. The cemetery is beautiful, on a small bluff with trees on each side, and a nice breeze. Our plot has a great view of majestic Mt. Adams. The same view we have from the entire backside of our home.  The area our home is in, is visible in the distance, along with the Simcoe Mountains. I will try to write a few more things, before I sign off this site. Curt was in a clinical trial. They made him go through many extra things for the trial. They asked him a number of questions, mental tests, several times a day.  And he had to come up with a sentence first day in the hospital. To rewrite on a lined paper several times daily, even during the night. They awoke him to do these tests and draw yet more blood. etc. He always did what he was asked, without complaints. The sentence, he came up with, and wrote so many times was; I love my wife and my home in Goldendale. Even though he was only home a little over 4 days, he was so happy to be home and out of the hospital. He got so tired of hospital food it was hard to get him to eat. When he got home, even though he was so sick, and mostly slept, he didn't miss a meal. I would gently ask him if he wanted to eat and he always said yes.  And he cleaned his plate and would tell me how good the food was. He was so sweet and loving and appreciative! He would say things to make me laugh, everyday. And do the raising his eyebrows twice real fast. He knew it would make me tell him how gorgeous he was. Curt was the  best husband I could have ever dreamed of! We enjoyed our many travels together so much.  Early on, in the hospital, we were certain he was going to get well.  I told him we would have to splurge and get first class airline tickets on our next trip, something we had never done.  After he got last rites from Father B. last weekend, I told him he had a first class ticket to heaven. He said I reckon so (one of his favorite sayings). When they took him, out of our home, I gave the funeral director his passports to put in his pocket. We had sent off for new ones in January, they got delayed, with the covid, and arrived 2 weeks ago. The old passport was totally full of stamps from the last 10 years. I wrote a note, in new passport, about our love and seeing him in heaven. No matter what my future brings, I will come home to Goldendale and rest beside Curt one day. Thank you all for your tributes, love, prayers, etc. Especially his old work friends, at first he said he was so glad to leave work. Later he said he really missed it and had enjoyed the work and crew. Bless you all!    Goodbye,  Tina Dew