So yesterday was my best friends 20th birthday. We all went over to a friends house and were having a great time when my parents called my brothers cell phone. He stepped out and talked for about 20 minutes, and I knew something was really wrong. I went out there and he told me that my grandfather, who just turned 80 had died. My grandparents went to a jazz concert like they always do on saturday, but he was feeling bad and went into the bathroom. They decided it was time to leave, paid the parking fee, and headed up an on ramp. He had a heart attack, went over a curb, and smashed into a wall. Thank god that my grandmother was fine. After this news, the party died out completely and we just sat around and went to bed. Tomorrow is my 20th birthday also, but they think the funeral might be held wednesday, which means that I get to spend my birthday driving from VT to OH for 14 hours straight 🙁 Thanks for your thoughts.