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Good Boy Scot, enjoy the old timer while you can.

A couple months ago one of the guys I work with was complaining about something stupid his dad spent some money on, When it was my turn to talk I just said, I sure wish my dad was still around to bitch about, he turned and walked away.

Two hours later he came up to me and said, Your right, Thanks Paul.

Thank you all for your contributions here. I've been thinking so much about my Dad lately, I don't know why. God I miss him.

Well here's a toast then to the fellas, good and bad, who gave us our time in the Sun.

I won't know or care

Don't know about my father, but I was holding my step-dad's hand when he passed. I honestly can't say what his last words were. We were talking a little a few minutes earlier. Soon he just left.

I watched my father die from a battle with cancer when I was 14. The last words I remember him saying were where he was asking me who helped me get dressed. I was helping him get his pants back on after using the restroom. That moment right there was when i realized my father was going to die. I knew he had cancer and had been told he was going to pass away but somehow in my young mind I didn't comprehend it. After that afternoon with him my mom brought my sister to see him the next morning. By then he was totally incoherent.My sister had a chance to say goodbye and he passed away within minutes.That was a life changing experience for obvious reasons. It took a long time and a lot of heartache to finally accept and deal with my fathers death. It's been almost 30 years since that day and I hardly ever think about it anymore. I would give anything to have a conversation or just a few minutes with him again.

"Son, what are you doing with that pillow?!"

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The general consensus was Dad was a real prick, and he was. Told me not to trust my mother, wish I had listened. Died of stage 4 cancer and dementia/alzheimer's.

That’s an awful thing for a 14 y/o boy to have to experience.Nice sentiments. Me too.

I was very lucky with my 2nd step-dad. I was 17 when he married my mother. We became close, hunted, fished, and worked together for about 20 years. He died kinda young at 69. I was with him and mom. I was holding his hand and cried for a while.Hard to think about it still. I should have spent more time with him than I did. I don't think my mother appreciated or treated him as well as he deserved.

"What are you people doing to me?"
Spoken to the nurses and doctors trying to keep him alive.

"Take care of your mother" as he was wheeled into the ER for his third emergency surgery. He never made it off the table.

there's a lot of people who lost parents in the last 3 months, and they were never allowed to see them through

i know the wuhan virus isn't nearly the catastrophe it was hyped up to be, but this circumstance was pretty bad

Your posts here have been very interesting, some are fittingly humorous and many are elevating and inspiring. Thanks for your sharing.

Some men believe that they had the very best dad possible - I like to hear that, and certainly feel that way about my father. He was a great man - wise, very strong physically and mentally, gentle ad loving with us, tough as an anvil, an outstanding athlete, very competitive and very loyal. He was a true Christian man and lived life that way. My mother felt so blessed to have him as her own, and the years have showed me why.

Dad fought some serious illnesses between the ages 65 and 69 and I was with him often during that period. He was battling stage 4 melanoma when I flew across the US to visit him during the first week of Feb.1986, Although he was much weakened and in pain, it was a wonderful visit. I barely left his room there at home and we were able to reminisce and discuss many meaningful things in our lives. One thing very much on his mind was to make certain that mother received something very special from him on Valentine's Day. My siblings and I arranged for that. I do not know his last utterance because, after a lovely good bye talk, I flew back West to another reality. He died within a week in the care of my mother. That was many years ago and that experience during his final days caused me to become a more thoughtful and better man - not does a single day pass that I do not think of him and remember his wisdom and love.