Quoted from Bryan_Kelly:
I spent the last two nights with my Dad in his room. He wanted someone there. I hoped every breath he took would be his last. He just wanted it to be done.
I shared his last beer with him. He liked beer.
I wiped his ass many times.
I fed him his last meal. He was too weak to do it himself.
I helped him brush his teeth every morning.
I helped him shave for the last time.
I saw him take his last breath.
I saw him smile for the last time.
This post also shows the true character of your father's son. I think he was a good teacher and you were a good student.
Thoughts and prayers,
Steve (in Escalon, CA)