Saturday, June 20, 2020
The last time i seen Greg, was the day he lost his best friend Marty. I ran across him while he was out on a walk, he sat down to take a rest. I went driving on by and saw him with his head down. So I went around the block, to.check.on him. He had looked familiar to me but with his head down I didnt recognize him at first. When i pulled up i thought he was my mentor, the man who put me through my first 2 years of school to get my associate's degree. Anyway I thought i was pulling up on Martin Madsen. I hollered out and asked if he needed a ride. My copilot cleared the junk off the back seat and hopped in. He said real loud, "boy this is one of the worst days of my life." I thought he was Marty at first he even sounded like him. Then he looked up, i looked back and said, I thought you were Martin. He said they let him go tonight. It was by chance I ran into him. I was guided to visit with Greg that evening. I do remember Greg when i worked for the Madsen family. But that night A higher power brought us together. Greg needed us. And I couldnt be more honored than to hear the news of my support, and one of my biggest mentor's passing, It came from the most i.portant person in Marty's life, Greg aka 3 earing guy. We brought Greg home, woke up his 3rd or 4th degree black belt daughter, and wife. And sat around and visited, shared stories until we knew he was gonna be ok. Now here.i am, just doing an Internet search for employment ended up at this site.. and again by Chance, I run across the passing of a Great gentle creature. He was very kind. My dad and I were fond of Greg. I'll be thinking of his family and I will be by to visit very soon. Bless all your hearts. Brenda Eskins Malcom.
