My dad passed away on May 25, 2006, surrounded by my mom, my sister, my uncle Tom, and myself. Dad was always very adamant about not living life on a ventilator, so when that became our only option, we collectively knew it was time to let him go. Dad left us peacefully and on his own terms, his last MRI having shown no tumor progression. It was a
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You've been very fortunate and blessed to have someone to call "Dad" who has been such an instrumental part of your life. Not to sound insensitive, but I've always been jealous of you for having that.
I hope you can find some comfort in, among other things, the fact that you're very far from alone in mourning.
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Anyway, so far we've raised over $900 for the Playhouse in my dad's name, and more money keeps coming in. Maybe they'll come up with a Radcliff Award or something. Henry Fonda's got an award there, and I always thought my dad was a more dynamic actor, anyway, hehe.
Someone had suggested that my parents do "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf" at the Playhouse. It would've been awesome -- my mom plays a great drunk and my dad always liked the intense, strong, quiet parts.
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