Last Monday morning, I received a phone call from my Brother that my Dad had a massive (hemorrhagic) stroke and was put on life support. The ICU was going to try to keep him on life support
long enough till my two brothers and I got there to see him. By the time I got there it was too late for my goodbyes. I did see him (Private viewing) the next day. When I did see him
I guess I lost it all. My wife was there to comfort me the best she could. It felt just like a knife going thru my chest. It hurts!!!
My Dad lived to be 91.5 years old. A nice long ride I would day. I know he is in a better world. He out lived my Mom 11 years. So I can imagine that they are both happy now.
He was a WW2 veteran joined the Navy in 1941. Retired as Chief Warrant Officer (CWO3) Aviation Electronics Tech.
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