Emily, Jeff, Craig and I called these grandparetns "pokie-prince grandma and grandpa". They had 2 dogs, Pokie and Prince. Grandpa calls me "sarah's boom-boom", from toddler, and embarassingly enough through my teen years and adult days too! I guess when I was a little one I made a "boom boom" sound when I fell. He was full of trucking stories, and was always talking about the indian under the rock by the house I grew up in.
They had a framed photo of the 2 of them at the nursing home. It was from thier prom night, and they both looked beautiful. Grandpa pointed it out to me both times I went there, and he made sure everyone saw it. He really liked that photo of the two of them. I think he is in Heaven in his prom suit, young, healthy and cancer free; waiting for grandma to join him. That is the image I have in my head.