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It’s hard to describe that inner noise one hears when a parent’s death (or imminent death) occurs. It’s a sound I had never heard before and it emanated from a place that had never before made itself heard). My dad passed in 1996 and it left a hole in my heart. He was far from perfect but he was my dad. My mom (the emotional strength of our family) outlived him by 21 years , passing in late 2017. She was spared, at 92 years of age, from having to bear witness to the tragic decline of a once proud (and blessed) nation’s descent into political madness. Blessings to you and your family, Leif. Your dad sounds very special indeed.

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