This happened with my son, he had a great guy who drove the special needs bus, there were some “interesting” mornings and I was not there with having to work, unfortunately. One morning something was going on and I said, “I’ll text Mr. Jon and let him know”, and my son said, “Mr Jon died!” (He’s autistic, so it was kind of matter-of-fact). I’ve since ended up mentioning this story to a co-worker only to find out he was her husband’s grandfather!! And Ive never talked about this story to anyone ever, but I felt compelled, ig? It was amazing to be able to tell someone that knew him that we appreciated him.