My father died yesterday. While his health had deterioriated somewhat a couple of years ago, he had seemed to be in a stable state, even slightly improving, and he was feeling well enough to get out for his twice-weekly bridge game, visits to friends, and the theater. So this is quite a shock.
I feel I should write some long appreciation of what a wonderful person he is and what a great dad he was to me and my brothers. But words fail me. Maybe later I'll be less numb and can figure out what to say.
Flying down to DC to be with my mom and my brothers.