I’m extremely sad to find out about my grandpa’s passing how I did but I know it has less to do with me and more to do with how he chose to spend his final 5 years of life. He was married to my grandma, Marla for 30+ years, being the primary grandpa in my life from the moment of my birth. From teaching me how to waltz in his living room, to rescuing me and gramma when we couldn’t get the TV volume to turn down. He would play pretend food with me, read books to me, and tuck me in when I slept over. When his life parter, my gramma, died, he stepped into her shoes and held my firstborn child close to his heart knowing his loving wife never would as she died of cancer a mere week before my baby’s birth. When he met Susie, something changed. He stopped responding to messages, he gave his wife’s ashes away to my mom (thankfully) and slowly stopped talking to us all despite us (at least in my case) continuing to reach out. I’m only just now finding out about his death, despite being the grandchild he spent the most time with. But I know that has more to do with his wife and some family members no longer considering us family once my gramma died. I wish things hadn’t gone the way it did. He was like a father to me in so many ways. I remember telling him that when I was younger and seeing the tears well in his eyes. I just hope Gramma and him are together in the afterlife and he’s spending the rest of eternity with his one true love 🥰
He’s survived by 3 step children, Aaron, Dawn and Eric, 6 grandchildren, Mandee, Kaylee, Jude, Chance, Dylan, and Brady, and 3 great-grandchildren, Anna, Damon and Ellie. All of whom possess more memories than a lifetime can explain.
I’m sad that I had to add that part myself and was left out by whomever wrote this obituary, removing 30+ years of his lifetime legacy out of what I can only assume is jealousy.
Rest in peace grandpa, hope you and Gramma are living it up at Heaven’s Casino.