Hi. It's me the grandson. I do have a little bit of a back story on this, a particular topic. It's been about 3 years now, And I would like to add to this thread. When he was in his adult years before he turned elderly, he had. A total of three strokes, which caused him to basically become paralyzed from the waist down. He also had another stroke. At least I think that caused his arm to be paralyzed too. Not only that, but the strokes have messed up with his mind so much that he could barely even speak English. All he could say throughout my entire life, that I known him. Was Dawood doing, No, And Yeah. And that's it occasionally he does say different stuff. He did say Dalton at one point. And before his death, I overheard my Neighbor. And he said Jesus. The only time he was able to move his body at all was when I was really little. I'm talking like really little. The only vague memory I have, is him playing a guitar on the backside of the truck. "And that's it." Because of the strokes. However, my mother took it upon herself to take care of him. Although she did had to ultimately quit her job, "In case you're wondering what occupation she had," she basically was a janitor at Bridge City High School. You could pretty much imagine how much of a hassle he was to her. To the point where she barely even had time to spend with us. As a matter of fact, even I had to take care of him at some point. Even though I didn't mind it. Every single time when he would say Dawa Doowin. I would get nervous ticks. Again, though. I never minded helping him out. Another story I will tell you this when I was little all the way up to my teen years. Sometimes I would sneak up in his room and steal some snacks and drinks. And I did practice my my sneaking skills as a result. And that's about it. I don't know why I did it, but I did it. So, yeah, there's that. "Apologies. Pawpaw." Although I did have some great memories of him. Still, the lack of communication. Did leave me kinda confused on what he was trying to say. And yes, in case you're wondering, yes... I have to play a guessing game every single time I would want to talk to him, or he's trying to tell me something, or to someone else. "Trust me it got repetitive." Then again, he couldn't really help it because of the strokes. So it really wasn't a big deal. The last moments, he's ever had was him in his bed. With our neighbor. "He became friends with our neighbor in case you wondering." At the time, though, I wasn't around to see his death. By the time I woke up the next morning, he was already dead. The cause of death was basically him becoming too old and his body slowly failing. Even though he was a "nuisance" to my mom and myself, Still, he was paralyzed and he could barely even communicate. So we didn't mind at all. Overall, he was a kind man. And I'm glad that he was generally alive. And despite all of the stroke he still lived his life without a care in the world. And that's something I definitely am admired about. Rest in peace. Paw paw, you will be missed. By the way, yes, that was his nickname. In case you're wondering who is typing this down, it's Draven Oliver. The grandson. And no, I will not show my face. I would like to remain anonymous. Thank you. Wait there is about one more thing I would like to share, I was able to witness of people getting him out of the house. By the way, in case you're wondering, our house was on stilts, 5 feet off the ground. so it was very difficult for them to get him downstairs. Also, him being overweight "my apologies, I forgot to mention that moving on." made a little bit more difficult. Trust me that is something I will never forget ever in my life. I can remember it like it was yesterday of the guys struggling to get him outside to their vehicle. Thankfully, they were able to get him inside of the vehicle successfully. Although they did almost drop him. still though, I'm glad they were able to at least make it. That would have been terrible. :( Anyway, thank you all for reading this post. I know it was long but trust me, it's something that I felt I needed to be shared. Plus, I wanted to type all this down to the best of my memory. And mostly to get everything off my chest. Anyway goodbye.