On this, the anniversary of Dad's death, I've been thinking of how fortunate it is to be able to breathe easy - something denied to Jack Connor for the final years of his life. I suppose that's why I half-thought of Dad's leaving us as a kind of release, despite how relatively young he was.
This isn't something to dwell on, but it's something to remember.
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