“J’s” father passed away late Monday morning, she had been by his side almost constantly since he entered the hospice.
He was in considerable discomfort, it was difficult for her to watch and do her best to comfort him. She did a great job, was very strong and I am sure helped him find peace at the end. “J” has a strong faith that has helped her cope; I only wish mine were as strong.
Her father was a gentleman. He really was a wonderful person, worked on the line at Chrysler when the cars still had fins, became a police officer, adopted three children, built is own house. He was an artist, though I am sure he would not describe himself that way, both in photography and carving. A car guy, backyard mechanic and all round handyman in that great Popular Mechanics tradition.
He always put me at ease and would let me ramble on about cars. I never heard him get mad or upset.
She has lost the Atlas holding up her world.
April
