Goodbye, Dad
Today my father slipped away from the world quietly, peacefully and without pain. Last night he was chatting with my brother and sister who were up to visit him in Northern Michigan, and this morning he never woke up and within a couple hours of attempts to wake him, his body drifted into eternal sleep. He was diagnosed 4 months ago with terminal Stage 4B esophageal cancer, which he barely even noticed. It didn't keep him down or slow him down, and even last week he was still doing his own housework at 76 years of age, shortly after his birthday.
My father and I weren't terribly close, but he was a good friend and a good man, and I will miss him dearly. He taught me a lot of my personal ethics and professionalism, and he always encouraged me to be a self-made man and find my own path in life. I only hope that maybe this can draw my family closer together. With this, both of my parents have passed on and he was the last of any close family I had, in any sense of the term. Rest well, dad. You had a long, busy life, and I think you left it a better place.
My father and I weren't terribly close, but he was a good friend and a good man, and I will miss him dearly. He taught me a lot of my personal ethics and professionalism, and he always encouraged me to be a self-made man and find my own path in life. I only hope that maybe this can draw my family closer together. With this, both of my parents have passed on and he was the last of any close family I had, in any sense of the term. Rest well, dad. You had a long, busy life, and I think you left it a better place.