I got some sad news tonight. My Grandpa, who had been in poor health for a while now, passed away. He was 99. Thankfully, he wasn't in pain and he was in his own home, which he had owned for around fifty years. And my Dad was with him.
He saw a range of things that are unbelievable over the course of his lifetime. When he was born, Russia had a Tsar and Germany had a Kaiser. After two World Wars, he saw the rise and fall of the Soviet Union. He and his sister rode a horse to school, and eventually he saw Man walk on the moon.
He also built up a successful business that is still running, married the love of his life, and had two sons. He was a pillar of his community. He was a good man. And he had a good run.
Rest In Peace, Grandpa. I love you.