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Dean Grau's avatar

Wise advice. I certainly wish I had hurried up and had more fun with both my dad before he passed and my son before he left for college.

I don't remember anymore what work was getting in the way, but I definitely remember and regret the loss of time with both of them.

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Dorie Quist's avatar

I lost my Dad on March 1, 1999, from prostate cancer that metastasized first to the bone and later to the brain. One thing I remember and think of often is that he would see people that I couldn't see. One was a scraggly old man in overalls with a dirty white t-shirt who walked across the room. One was a little girl in a black pinafore dress and the last was a lady with a calendar. She was tearing the pages out and they fluttered to the floor. Dad would sit up in his bed and speak to these people. I didn't try to bring him to the real time but went with him. I asked him to describe what the people looked like and as you can read, I remember it well. The thing I wished he could have talked to me about was his ancestors. He knew that some were African American but never mentioned it. We had a good relationship as did my sister and he shared his early life growing up on a farm, time in the Army on the Aleutian Island of Amchitka, driving semi etc. I was fortunate enough to take one of the very first Family Medical Leaves and stay with my parents during the time we had Hospice. It was the very best thing I have ever done! I too gave his eulogy. That was tough but oh so rewarding. I think I paid tribute to him for he was a good guy.

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