The one word I would use to describe Grandpa Jimmy is "silly" and Lily's word would be "fun". Unfortunately all of his silliness and fun had to come to an end this past Monday when he passed away at the age of 98. He was only a few weeks shy of 99, an age we were so excited for him to turn, but we can't complain because he lived an amazing life, and we were so glad to have known him for the last seven years. We'll always remember him sleeping in his chair and then scaring us when we least expected it. His bingo winnings and spiderman toys were a few of our favorite things, and we always made sure to check his drawers for them whenever we'd visit. Today, we said our final goodbyes to him and learned the true meaning of the phrase all good things must come to an end. Goodbye Grandpa Jimmy. We love you.
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