The End is Here
Vulchor
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Thank Everyone for their wishes, prayers, kind words, ect. over the last 18 months. My father died this morning around 630am with my mother by his side. I am back at home now with her and my little (17yoa) sister and we are doing as much healing, crying, laughing, and planning as possible. As he smoked cigarettes for 30+ years it was not the biggest shock----but it was what it was. He has been a great man and if no one minds----I'll give him a little paragraph here on a fitting cigar forum, lol, since he hated the damn sticks so much.
My old man was 58 yrs old. He was Type 1 Diabetic since he was 12 years old. From 5 insulin shots a day, to the pump he has had for the last 10 years or so to the time he was thrown in the drunk tank and almost died (from a diabetic sugar reaction, not booze). He moved me into college ,into my first apartment, and into my home with my wife and kids (I did help some, lol). He had a toe amputated 4 years ago, 3 back surgeries, 2 broken legs, broken ribs, broken arm, and a fractured foot that I gave him after watching Karate Kid for the first time. He should have died from this months ago, and CERTAINLY should have died about 2 weeks ago after not eating, drinking, or urinating for 3 days----but as he always did, he came back. Well, not today but as I told him last time I saw him....the cancer didnt beat him, he didnt lose the fight, he just said f' it as he would alot of things in life and did things his way
I could write forever and more and more, but that is enough for now----until I start crying again I guess. Thanks for everything again here folks and somewhere in heaven (if its there, and today I have to believe it is) the Jimmy Buffett music and sweet tea is flowin a plenty.
My old man was 58 yrs old. He was Type 1 Diabetic since he was 12 years old. From 5 insulin shots a day, to the pump he has had for the last 10 years or so to the time he was thrown in the drunk tank and almost died (from a diabetic sugar reaction, not booze). He moved me into college ,into my first apartment, and into my home with my wife and kids (I did help some, lol). He had a toe amputated 4 years ago, 3 back surgeries, 2 broken legs, broken ribs, broken arm, and a fractured foot that I gave him after watching Karate Kid for the first time. He should have died from this months ago, and CERTAINLY should have died about 2 weeks ago after not eating, drinking, or urinating for 3 days----but as he always did, he came back. Well, not today but as I told him last time I saw him....the cancer didnt beat him, he didnt lose the fight, he just said f' it as he would alot of things in life and did things his way
I could write forever and more and more, but that is enough for now----until I start crying again I guess. Thanks for everything again here folks and somewhere in heaven (if its there, and today I have to believe it is) the Jimmy Buffett music and sweet tea is flowin a plenty.
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Sorry to hear this brother, my dad went pretty much the same way 6 years ago.... thanks for sharing a piece of him. Take care bro and if there is anything I can do just give me a shout!
Peace and prayers for you