I'm very fortunate to have had a "last call" of my own to tell my grandpa goodbye. It's much sadder when dear people go away abruptly, and you never get a chance to express your love for them.
Now this is how you write a story, and I hate/respect the author for it. Really look up to that gramps, taking care of a child that lost everythings as his own, bitch-slaping hooligans, always earnest.