He's my last grandparent. In my life I have known three great-grandmothers and all four grandparents. With the exception of one grandmother -- Pappy's wife, my mother's mother -- I have been blessed in this. It feels odd to think that soon Pappy will be gone as well.
I'm still processing this information, but I feel terribly sad. Not for him -- Pappy seems ready to go -- but for all of us. Father, Grandfather, Great-Grandfather, Great-Great-Grandfather, a quiet, humble, clever man, I regret I won't be able to get out there to see him before he passes, but I expect I'll do a lot of thinking about him in the meantime.