9/23/04
3:40 amHope, Idaho
Dad made his passage to the next life at 1:18 am this morning, with Mom, Katy & Jeff & I present. It was a peaceful, awe-inspiring time. His breaths became shorter and less pronounced, in the way that the lapping waves on the shore – after the wake of a passing ship – become less pronounced and then fade entirely. His ship is now creating a wake in other waters.
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learning to fear the right things
remembering Pops
on the passage through life
in gratitude for my Dad
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