Tomorrow it will be one year since dad left us (tried to write died but…).
Yeah, it sucks but as one Desmond said (I think it was Sean), he knows they’re all up there having a great happy hour and just chatting away. We miss them all, Gerald & Jean, Lil & John, Bill & Dottie, Mae & Dan, Helen, Peg. We still have Uncle Bill Traber!
Dad had to have surgery in June of 2008. On the day I drove him to the hospital, I had to tell him that his brother, Bill, had died. He wanted the details and then was quiet in the car. Then he calmly said, “I’m the last one.”
We were/are lucky, I think. Our families have kept in touch for the most part. Dad was always so thrilled when nieces and nephews sent cards and photos. He’d look at me closely and say, “You did this with your computer.” He loved it when the staff at the nursing home would let him know that he had received the most mail on his birthday/Christmas. You guys were AWESOME when I asked for your support. When dad first became ill in 2005, Gerald sent a “Get Well” card and let me know it was the first one he’d bought and sent in many years. Some of you who live close by were able to visit dad, he loved the visits and enjoyed taping up the visit photos on the walls of his room.
That’s all for tonight. Tomorrow I plan to visit some of his friends at Golden View, the nursing home.
Mom & Dad – early 50’s – West Point