In February, my grandpa passed away from Lung Cancer from asbestos apparently. We got the call at about 5am, I woke up ( which I usually don't do) and noticed something was wrong. When my mum told me the news. I was absolutely gutted. I couldn't talk, or do anything; I was just left there, standing motionless in the hallway. He was like a second dad. I remember going fishing, and getting 'dragged out to sea' by a massive salmon.