I didn't know him very well, I only met him 3 times I can remember so I'm not mourning his loss much. I am sad for my dad though.
My grandpa left my grandma when my dad was 2. My dad was never super close to his dad, probably because of this, and I get the feeling he now wishes he had spent more time with him.
He had a girlfriend for 20 years who passed away of a stroke suddenly last year. Without the love of his life or his kid around I suspect the holidays must have been hard for him.
He lived with his sister after his girlfriend passed. He waited for her to leave the house today then went into the backyard, called 911, and told them to come retrieve his body before she got home. The coroner hasn't told my family yet how he did it (or they just didnt tell me) but I suspect gunshot since he took the curtesy of going outside to make it easier to clean up.
Kind of him to spare his sister of having to find him. I feel this answers questions I've had of which side of my family I get my depressive tendencies from.