Rainy day

My grandpa passed away Thursday evening. It's been hard. Grandma has a hard time taking care of stuff, so my folks have been with her 24/7. We were the closest family. The rest won't be here till Monday and Tuesday, for the services.
Grandpa was the greatest. He was an flight engineer on the B24's in WWII, based out of England. He moved her with Grandma from Nebraska. They owned about 100 acres on the edge of town, where they had a farm, until they moved into Longview about 15 years ago. He worked as an electrician for Bonneville. And he loved nature. He had a very innovated way of growing apples, years ahead of his time. He had a mini orchard in his backyard that gained a lot of fame. He would read us Calvin and Hobbes comics, and we'd watch old back and white comedies with him. He loved his memories and stories from his past.
Grandpa had a solid faith. We prayed with him the night before he died. I learned a lot from him, and my love for God is intertwined in his. I feel peace, knowing he's with his Savior now, where there is no pain or as dad says "no weeping."