Grandpa Z, who for for the sake of clarity I'll call my "step grandpa" (though is any step family just step family and not really just a family you weren't born with? Not in my experience, anyway) passed away Monday.

Much like Grandma T last week, it doesn't come as a huge shock, as his health hasn't been great for at least a decade (though grandma's decline was far more sudden than that, but that's not the point) but it still hurts a little bit. His strange sense of humor and boisterous yet playful means of speaking will be missed.