“He’s Gone” – the Day My Dad Died

The Day My Dad Died My parents are 19 years apart in age, and since I was in 5th grade, my dad had been in poor health. I recall sitting at the foot of his hospital bed after his first stroke (a major one), bawling–praying my dad would make it to see me graduate. Then, …

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