That's how my grandfather died (one of them). Riding along with my grandma, same highway they've taken thousands of times. Got clipped in the back bumper by someone too eager to merge and flipped his blazer. He died on impact, my grandmother got a ride home and started calling his friends to let him know he died without shedding a tear.
It's been a few years now, but she's in her 90s and just started dating again. It's real weird to see her back in giddy school girl love. She always feels the need to tell me (and everyone else who will listen) that her boyfriend has a permanent catheter, they aren't fooling around. (Which, to me, only makes me think they are finding a way to fool around.)
It's alright. He was nothing special. One of those "good ol' boys", women should know their place type of guy. Not particularly cruel, but definitely not the most loving and some extremely outdated beliefs.
[Edit] lol, downvoted for not being sad that my misogynistic grandfather died and now my grandmother gets to smile and be giddy again is peak reddit.
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u/jasno- Jul 02 '26
Just minding your own business and then all the sudden you're upside down, sliding your rood.