Wow.... So i come home from lunch, and my GF just hugs me and says "Your grandpa died".

I spend about 1/2 hour at their house after work every day, and have been since like january. Yesterday was just a normal day, he was just sitting there and talking and everything. Was coughing a little and said that he had a cold. I guess about 10am today he went out to get the paper, as he was walking in he just collapsed over the threshold of the door and said "mother help (talking to his wife)" by the time she got out of her chair and got over to him to try and help him up he was dead, 88 years old. My grandma is 94 or 95 i think, and you really cant tell. Now she'll be moving in with us, and we will now have 2 grandma's living with us. Good thing i'm moving out in august or we would run out of room. Thanks for listening to me guys/gals. I guess this is the common age for grandparents dying.