Thanks guys for all the kind comments. He was a special dog who was a gift from my wife for my 50th birthday. She called the breeder and told him that she wanted the biggest pup in the litter. All I had to do was to go get him from Idaho.
Didn't have a mean bone in his body, loved every human, and never started a fight but was very capable of finishing one.

Now that he's gone I find myself missing him when I think about it.

So I try not to think about it.

I could wish a lot of things on my worst enemy but neuropathy ain't one of them.