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My grandfather died today. He wasn't all that nice the last few years he lived, but before my grandmother died he was cool. Chuck E. Cheese was the place to be, which is where he took us. He was in the military, working on airplanes and repairing them. All the annoying things he did I now laugh at, like his cliptomaniac-ness, picking up anything small regardless whether it was broken or not. His whistling tunes from back in the 50's or so. Shutting off power to our house several times because he blew a fuse.

Good times.

It's hard. You always know someone is going to die sometime, but you never really think hard about it, nor do you happen to think about what's it going to be without that person in your life anymore. All the little habits, good or bad, that you will not experience any more, that won't be the same.