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Well. I've been avoiding coming back and reading the locked post I wrote before this. My dad passed away the next day. That night I was having to really rally him to get him moving. At one point he said 'I'm glad you keep checking on me because one day you won't be able to anymore.' He was awake when I left for work. I came home and it was dark, the trash can was in the middle of the drive. I was livid! I thought he had went to the casino when he obviously wasn't feeling welll. I moved the trash can and pulled up and seen that blue was outside. The house was still dark so I came in turned on the living room light. I set down my stuff and tried to wake up my dad. But he wasn't asleep. He had already passed. I put blue back outside and dialed 911. Then I called johncarr, tiffany, then another manager. The sirens were pulling up then and I was standing in the front yard. The police ran right passed me into the house. I took a second to cry or breath or remember to move. The police were kind of just standing there. I had already tried to wake him and I banged on his chest and tried to get him out of the chair. I went into the kitchen and answered questions. They kept asking me to call family. I tried to explain that johncarr was the closest thing to family and he was coming. I got my wits about me and called Jill and the Chisnells. I had to choose a funeral home right then. The medical examiner came and asked more questions
We all had to leave while she took pictures. She took me in the other room and had me sign ppw identifying him. She said by all appearances it was fast and painless. Then everyone left. And my dad was still in his chair. Then about half an hour to an hour later then two guys got here from the funeral home. They had me step out and put him up on the gurney. I said goodbyes and watched as they took him out. And that's the last time I'll ever see him.
His memorial is going to be on the 21st at Vicks Funeral Home. 2-8 with services at 7. A short service and military honors.
We all had to leave while she took pictures. She took me in the other room and had me sign ppw identifying him. She said by all appearances it was fast and painless. Then everyone left. And my dad was still in his chair. Then about half an hour to an hour later then two guys got here from the funeral home. They had me step out and put him up on the gurney. I said goodbyes and watched as they took him out. And that's the last time I'll ever see him.
His memorial is going to be on the 21st at Vicks Funeral Home. 2-8 with services at 7. A short service and military honors.