When I was in high school, my fathers's father was kicked out of his house that he lived in with his wife and daughter (my Dad's sister) and her family. He was a pretty retched man but his wife was a total cunt(and I don't use that word lightly). My dad realized that something was up as he was never around and no one told him she kicked him out. He out he was living on co-workers couches and bumming around not wanting to feel shame in asking the rest of the family for help.
My father insisted he move in with us. We all happily moved around rooms and tried to make him feel as comfortable and welcome as possible. He lived with us for close to three years, dealing with his racism and bigotry. Friends wouldn't come over in fear of his colorful commentary on the Jewish and African Americans. Also he had great things to say about the gays (at the time I was a closeted homosexual...now I'm just a homosexual) which was a real wonderful environment for anyone to live in.
No matter what we said to him he would not tone it down or be respectful. We knew he didn't have much time, as he had multiple heart surgeries and continued to smoke 2 packs a day, so being decent people we knew we just had to ride it out after all he was "family".
His health began to take a turn for the worse and his doctor told him he needed another heart surgery. His mood and demeanor changed and one day he went out for cigs and never came back. When he was gone for over an hour we panicked afraid he was hurt. My Dad saw on the caller ID that his mother had called the house that afternoon. We found out that she learned he was undergoing another surgery and called to tell him that she knew he wasn't going to make it and if he ever wanted to see his other grandkids again he would move back there. So he did. It honestly was a relief he was gone, we didn't have that negativity around constantly and I was glad I wasn't going to have to watch him die.
He had the final surgery and lived for another two weeks before he passed. It turns out he had saved up close to $1 million...and left it all to the woman and daughter who kicked him out for the last years of his life. I still get pissed thinking about it...not the money...we never knew he had it and it was never about money...it was about family...and he never even said goodbye.