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I can't belive he's gone. My grandfather died this morning... I woke up at 5:30 and couldn't get back to sleep, so I got up and got dressed. Half an hour later my grandmother called and told my dad that my grandpa was gone. The last time I saw him was nearly two years ago, December of 2003. I can't believe that I will never see his smiling face ever again. I can't stand to think about it. My dad is flying back to wisconson tomarrow morning for the funeral, I can't go because we don't have the money to and my mom won't finance any sort of thing along those lines thanks to them filing for divorce. My grandma is probibly not long for this world either, she has no real reason to live after her husband has passed. He has been one of the biggest influnces in my life, if a person can model their life after my grandpa just a tiny bit, they will be a good person.