My Grandpa died. He is ... Well, I want to say he's much happier now. I mean, he has to be. He had alot of health problem there at the end, and he stayed home all the time. He wasn't like that. He was always out doing something. He was a carpenter, a fix it man, a devout christian, a father of seven, a husband, and always working to improve upon himself. He was always trying to be better, and I don't know if he already relised he was better than most of the people on the face of the planet. I'd be surprised to find a more honest and loyal man anywhere. He was married to my grandmother a little over 65 years, and through to his seventies when he was no longer physically able, he wrote and studied vocabulary words that he kept in a notebook. He went to the same church for over 50 years.
There is so much to be said of him.
I love you, Grandpa.