The last time I saw my Father he was not alert, he had difficulty breathing,

starting to withdraw, to pull away. He would grab my hand and hold it very tight.

But Inside I sensed a focus and an intent that he was trying to accomplish something.

I think his death was the final and most glorious achievement of his great life.

To the list of many attributes we can now add courage.

I think I am most thankful to my father for the things he didn’t do.

He was never demanding of me.

He never discouraged me,

He never doubted me.

I love you dad.

Jane

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