My granddad passed away today, some time between 10 and 10.30 am I think. My dad came by my job and told me. I've lived on the same farm as him since I was 7, almost 18 years ago. For the first few years they lived downstairs and we lived upstairs, and after that they moved into a house maybe 50 metres from ours. My parents have always started early in the morning at work, and for my first years in school I was with my grandparents every morning and after school. He took me on his lap and sang to me long after I was too old to sit on his lap. Sang about the animals in the forest, often with lyrics he came up with at that moment. He also sang songs to me that my grandmother thought I was too young to hear, and told me lots of stories. He often had a 2 day beard and he would grab me and give me hugs that made my cheek red. I would scream, but I really loved it and he knew. After I got older I've stopped screaming and just enjoyed his hugs. I could always come by their house to talk and before I got my lisence he would drive me anywhere. I'm going to miss him so much.