From the land of the living comes a story of the dead

[jilljames]

My father died in May. He had a cough that got worse over the course of a few months, and finally, when he was weeks from death, his doctors were able to locate similar cases in an old Army data base, and pronounced him terminally ill with a rare form of heart cancer

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[anonymous]

I am Jill's older brother. Like her I was never close to my father. Although in latter years we would
go to the movies together,this was probably the only real interaction we had. My parents lived not far
from me and sometimes when I would go over to visit them, if I saw that my mother was not home and my
father was I would not stop. It just was'nt worth the enevitable argument that would ensue. When he got sick and died I tried to feel something but I just could'nt. There was nothing there to feel.
I spent many years trying to rebuild my personality, the one he beat out of me, whith his fists,his words and his ever present disaproval.I do not think I will ever be the person I should have been, but
I'm better than the person he would have had me be.