My mom and dad. Mom died almost 21 years ago. Just a few weeks before Thing1, her first grandchild, was born. She was trying so hard to hold on to meet him but cancer won. Dad took it pretty hard and drank himself to death in a year and a half. I probably should have been paying more attention to him but with a new kid things were pretty busy. I also had a brother living at home with dad that should have noticed that something was wrong. I'm not too sure it would have mattered as, without Mom, Dad was pretty empty.
Dad was a Marine during World War II. He never talked about combat - just training in Hawaii. Thats as far as the conversation would go. Today he rests with his fellow veterans.
Rest in peace Marine. I mean Dad.
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