I just got a text message saying my Grandpa finally died this morning at 11:10 am. It wasn't a huge shock, he had brain cancer, and was going down hill fast the last couple of months. When he stopped being able to remember people, I knew that he didn't have long to live. I didn't go visit him because honestly I didn't think he would remember, and its just sucks to see him wanting to die and watch him waiting for it.
I'm actually very happy for my Grandpa, even though I will miss him. He was a very proud man, its hard to watch a proud man not be able to do anything, and be put into a nursing home for 24 hour around the clock care.
Now I don't have any Grandpa's anymore.