Pop passed peacefully--and sneakily this weekend, giving us a morning of coffee chatter, shampoo and shave time to be followed by a quick exit. We were talking about his granddaughter's birthday the following day and his son's the day before. He heard it all and I firmly believe he waited til we were out of the the room--and with the exception of his granddaughter/my daughter's sudden "Mommm!" he went for eyes wide open to calm. I believe firmly that he chose his time so as not to darken a birthday...plus he saw his mother and mother in law waiving to him outside his precious garden view window.