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Tuesday, April 1, 2014
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Father died yesterday, or maybe it was Sunday, I can't remember. No, it was Sunday and Don would have thought Camus full of shit. Anyway, after a long-ass decline, my dear Dad breathed his last on Sunday afternoon. A very sweet man, and 91 years old! So no need to bitch about it.
Normal blogging will resume tomorrow, maybe.
"Life being what it is, one seeks revenge." - Paul Gauguin
Normal blogging will resume tomorrow, maybe.
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4 comments:
A very touching tribute...
Sorry to hear. Glad he had a long life with a loving son.
Hug? Yes. Hug.
I'm sorry Nick. I was always fond of your dad.
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