My sister stopped by and told me our dad had a massive heart attack last night while in the hospital and passed away at 69 yrs. He has been hospitalized for a while and learned last week he had masses on liver and kidneys. He had a lot of heart and breathing problems over the years(stints, pacemakers to name a couple) and smoking 2-3 packs a days for his whole life didn't help I'm sure.
I haven't had contact with my parents for 10 yrs+ due to some issues with my mother and her attitude towards everyone and her destructive behavior. When things are good she isn't happy and when my son was born I decided I wouldn't subject him to her rants. Unfortunately that has meant no contact with his grandfather either, not an easy decision as he was a hard working father that provided for the family the best he knew how and we never went without.
He was a better father by far than his ever was and I try very hard to be a better father than that. He worked 2nd shift for most of my life and I never really got to spend much time with him or get to know him and that is my biggest regret. Vacations in Northern Michigan and changing the oil in the car are my most vivid memories. Never heard him swear even when it took 2 hrs to get an oil filter off that stupid Vega with a hammer and screwdriver laying on a gravel driveway.
My sister said he gave up and was ready to go....
Not a good day here at all and I'll miss him.
Goodnight.
I haven't had contact with my parents for 10 yrs+ due to some issues with my mother and her attitude towards everyone and her destructive behavior. When things are good she isn't happy and when my son was born I decided I wouldn't subject him to her rants. Unfortunately that has meant no contact with his grandfather either, not an easy decision as he was a hard working father that provided for the family the best he knew how and we never went without.
He was a better father by far than his ever was and I try very hard to be a better father than that. He worked 2nd shift for most of my life and I never really got to spend much time with him or get to know him and that is my biggest regret. Vacations in Northern Michigan and changing the oil in the car are my most vivid memories. Never heard him swear even when it took 2 hrs to get an oil filter off that stupid Vega with a hammer and screwdriver laying on a gravel driveway.
My sister said he gave up and was ready to go....
Not a good day here at all and I'll miss him.
Goodnight.