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"He was my precious son, an incredible human being who lived more and accomplished more in his short 21 years than most of us will in 80 years. He was talented in so many areas. Grant didn't just dream, he took his dreams and turned them into goals and set forth to accomplish them. He truly believed there wasn't anything he couldn't do if he set his mind and heart to it. He was loving, compassionate, giving, humble, sensitive, kind, intelligent, fun to be around, always had a smile for everyone, no one can forget that smile, and always had time to listen and try to help anyone in need. We have heard so many stories since his death from people we don't know some we did, about how he would help total strangers (runaway kids or estranged from their families) and would convince them to call their families and reconnect.

 Family was very important to Grant. He always was so close to us, he would always put us first. Everything was more fun with him because he loved life so damn much and he believed in making the most out of even the worst of situations. He was a 'the glass is half full, not half empty' type guy. He was my sunshine.  

I will say that from his first day in school I taught him that the teachers work for him and there for his job was to always make them work for their pay. He must challenge them when he disagreed or didn't understand their explanation. Of course the teachers did not like that, especially when he a little tike. He always gave time to those kids who struggled and the teachers ignored or got frustrated with. He could argue or debate any topic and walk away your friend in the end. He knew there was a better way.

He was a musician, he played in the jazz band through out high school, he played the sax. Then he taught himself the guitar his senior year and then was playing the African Jembay drum in college. Of course his taste in music was wide, he loved the Grateful dead, the Beatles, Phish, Stringcheese, Hendrix, Coltrane, Big Band music and so many more.

He was an avid reader from the time he was a baby. To the day he died he had a copy of Dr. Seuss by his bedside bookcase. He loved Kerouac and so many more lofty writers.

The great outdoors was his real passion.  He loved Yellowstone Park, he considered it his backyard and he loved the Beartooth Mountains. We skied the headwalls every summer together from the time he was 7years old up to last June.

He is and always be my sweet angel and I know he is flying high"

Grants Mom - Sandee Tyler