I love old men. I don't know why but they are just so nice, and sweet, and they give me candy. Plus my grandpa is great and lovable, he's just fun to have around and he acts like a kid still. When we play hide and go seek he is always it, and always finds me first.
But then one day my grandpa, well he passed away...i was crying for weeks. Ok here is the whole story... I loved my grandpa dearly, he was the best grandpa ever. I wish he was still here but I know that he is in a better place. Well I went to go see him at his house... He had all this medical stuff attached to him, scary huh...well we were on our way home when we got a call from my grandma sayin he just passed away, from a heart attack.
