Thanks everyone...I have been keeping busy & remembering a lot of good times we spent together & some of the bad as well. In everyones life there is good & bad, no denying that.
I was just reflecting on the time when we were kids & I was teaching him how to shoot a rifle. My instructor skills were deffinitely not honed to perfection.

I was knocking cans of of fence posts with my 22cal & he wanted to try. I think he was about 7-8 at the time. He was bugging me something bad & I finally relented & handed him my rifle & told him to wait till I reset the cans. Well he waited, but not long. I was just placing a can when I heard the shot, my arm jerked & went numb for a second & then the pain. I looked at my arm & could see the sleeve of my blue jean jacket turning red & the hole the bullet had ripped through it.
All I thought at the time was the Little bas*ard shot me!!! I remember looking at him & he dropped the rifle & was running to the house crying his eyes out & screaming for Mom, as he thought he killed me but luckily for me or unluckily for me he was no Davey Crockett!!!

I still carry that scar even after all these years & have never since that day been anywhere near him where he has been in possession of a loaded weapon!!!
I remembered a lot of the crazy times we had & did & I will miss him, as all our family will, but knowing the pain he was in for the past few months it is probably better that it has ended, at least now the pain has stopped & his worldly troubles have ended.
Thank you all for your concern & support in this a most grievous time.