They said you needed surgery.
You said ''There's business I must do.''
I drove you to the funeral home.
The arrangements were for you.
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Reading a heartfelt poem always scares me a bit - but this is truly a fine work. Stirring up old memories is therapeutic, if we can remember - and not relive - them.
My dad died 10 days after his quadruple bypass surgery. He was 48 years old. Mary
Wow, Mary... that must have been a difficult day. Your writing expresses courage as always, his as well as yours. Brian