buckaroo

What a week. My wife's Grandfather passed away last Tuesday night. His health had rapidly gone downhill for the last few months, so it wasn't unexpected, but it's still a shock when it finally happens. He lived about an hour away in Tacoma, so we went down on Thursday to comfort his girlfriend and wait for Tristana's mother to arrive from Hawaii. We helped make the funeral arrangements. I actually picked the casket. They had one named "The Arlington". He originally was going to be buried in Arlington since he is a retired Colonel. We decided to have him closer to home so were going to the Tahoma National Cemetery instead. So now he will be buried in Arlington at Tahoma. He will still be having a military ceremony with full military honors, the gun salut, the flag draped over the casket, etc. It should be quite a sight.
So I'm home for a couple days then going back to Grampa's for the rest of the week for the funeral and to help go through all his belongings. At least when I get back the carpets will have been cleaned so I don't have to stare at the blood stain in the 'living' room where he died. I tried to clean it 'cause it was creeping me out, but I didn't have any cleaners strong enough. My wife and I are sleeping in his king sized bed where her grandmother died 20 years ago, so that's a little creepy as well.