Well let’s see here:
Father, age 56, cancer of the esophagus connected to alcoholism and 40 years of Camel shorts
Mother, age 95 and still going strong and living independently despite being partly blind.
Maternal grandfather, age early 80s of a second heart attack in the mid-1960s. A kind and patient man, see below. Some think he died in self-defense.
Maternal grandmother, age late 90’s of just plain mean-spiritedness. Seriously, she died of being old and she wasn’t very damned happy about it, either. For her, death involved the loss of the ability to try to run other people’s lives.
Paternal grandfather, age 83, a stroke, called apoplexy in his obituary, in 1945. I never knew him.
Paternal grandmother, age 92, of a heart attack. A sweet but somewhat ineffective lady who observed Queen Victoria’s birthday. I’m not sure she was a US citizen.
Maternal great-grandfather, age 25, froze to death in a blizzard after stumbling into a barbed wire (bob-wahr) fence in a drunken stupor.
Maternal great-grandmother (this is a prize), age 103, of complications of a broken shoulder caused by falling out of an apple tree.
Maternal great-step grandfather, age 92. Of a stroke. His friends thought he was just drunk and left him to sleep it off. He was a felon, having been convicted of assaulting a prohibition office who was removing beer from the Turner Hall in Monroe, Wis. He was also a Lafollette Republican and a Socialist.
Is there a pattern here?