May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow.
After my parents divorced, we lived with Grandpa for a few months. Then we lived about a mile away during all my growing up years. Grandpa taught me more about being a man and a father than any other man in my life. He worked hard and took pride in doing a good job. He loved his wife well -- for almost 69 years! He loved his children and grandchildren. He made time to be with us and to do fun things together. He was gracious to all he met and showed no partiality.
Grandpa always told good stories (many he repeated very often). He was quick with one-line humor, even after his stroke. He had a knack for getting the best parking spot. Cars would just leave when he showed up. And he was so friendly that everyone liked him. Even his pharmacist cried to hear of his death. He was always 20 minutes early for everything - a trait (or at least a desire) that carried over to me.
One last thing I will never forget. When we asked about how their marriage stayed strong, he offered this: "We don't stay mad at each other. Every night we kiss and say we love each other before we go to sleep."
Grandpa, I miss you. But I trust that we will be together again on the New Earth after God remakes and redeems this one.