Jeffro420
Well-Known Member
My dad's been gone for 3 years now and I miss him every day. He was my best friend and we did mostly everything together. He taught me many life lessons from the time I was born till the day he passed. The one thing he taught me that I'll be forever grateful for is how to turn a seed into somthing mich better.....
We used to be growing partners and he would be the funding part (buy supplies, nutes, dirt, etc) I would be the grunt and do most the back breaking labor. We shared many hours together trimming and searching for the best strains.
He would often sneak up behind me while I would be watering and either tap me or try to startle me and often it worked. Still to this day when I'm bent over in the corner of a room reaching to water that plant that's just out of reach I expect that tap.
We just trimmed up our best batch to date and everything was looking great. He came over and we split everything up. He left with his jars full with a large grin in his face. Less than a week later he passed away froman uunexpected heart complication in his sleep.
As I stood in his room where he passed I felt such a feeling of sadness and unknowingness. I looked over and on his nightstand their was a doobie that was half burned and sitting on the edge if the table. I picked it up and smoked the rest. It helped a little.
it gave me an idea though. My dad had tons of friends and family. Most of which were smokers and from the 70s. So i proceeded to roll 300 doobies. I had some assistance doing this and it still took a few days on and off. I printed out a bunch of business card sized pictures of my dad that said "This lasts ones on me, straight from my personal stash".
I passed them out before the funeral and through out. I feel it truly passed along his joy to everyone one last time. He enjoyed nothing more than grabbing his rolling pan and rolling up somthing fire that he produced and showing it off.
Sorry for thr long post but i got to thinking I'm sure someone on here had a similar experience even with a friend and knows how bitter the grow room feels after you walk in the first year or so by yourself and have no one to talk to or help and sit there in silence.
That's the main reason I've joined this sight was so i could discuss and talk about daily growing with someone and not go crazy just thinking about the ins and outs to myself in my head.
So thanks guys, you helped me through a hard time.
Jeffro.
We used to be growing partners and he would be the funding part (buy supplies, nutes, dirt, etc) I would be the grunt and do most the back breaking labor. We shared many hours together trimming and searching for the best strains.
He would often sneak up behind me while I would be watering and either tap me or try to startle me and often it worked. Still to this day when I'm bent over in the corner of a room reaching to water that plant that's just out of reach I expect that tap.
We just trimmed up our best batch to date and everything was looking great. He came over and we split everything up. He left with his jars full with a large grin in his face. Less than a week later he passed away froman uunexpected heart complication in his sleep.
As I stood in his room where he passed I felt such a feeling of sadness and unknowingness. I looked over and on his nightstand their was a doobie that was half burned and sitting on the edge if the table. I picked it up and smoked the rest. It helped a little.
it gave me an idea though. My dad had tons of friends and family. Most of which were smokers and from the 70s. So i proceeded to roll 300 doobies. I had some assistance doing this and it still took a few days on and off. I printed out a bunch of business card sized pictures of my dad that said "This lasts ones on me, straight from my personal stash".
I passed them out before the funeral and through out. I feel it truly passed along his joy to everyone one last time. He enjoyed nothing more than grabbing his rolling pan and rolling up somthing fire that he produced and showing it off.
Sorry for thr long post but i got to thinking I'm sure someone on here had a similar experience even with a friend and knows how bitter the grow room feels after you walk in the first year or so by yourself and have no one to talk to or help and sit there in silence.
That's the main reason I've joined this sight was so i could discuss and talk about daily growing with someone and not go crazy just thinking about the ins and outs to myself in my head.
So thanks guys, you helped me through a hard time.
Jeffro.
