Guys, when was the last time you hugged your father?

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66. The night he died. My dad was 83 years old. He had broken his hip and ankle and old age had caught

up with him. He was hospitalized for his final two months and very much aware and ready to die. My twin brother and I visited with him every day. Through the weeks he repeatedly told us he was ready to go. My mom and younger brother died a few years before this. He was getting tired of watching the rest of the people he love expire. He died on 2/16/07 at 6pm.

Every time we visited him his room was full of nurses, orderlies, and even some doctors cracking jokes and hanging out with him. Talk about being in his element. Its may sound strange but this wasn't a particularly sad experience for any of us. He had a good and fulfiling life, his kids adored and liked him. As did our friends.

We both hugged our parents a lot during their lifes. One of the things my dad and I talked about that day was how fortunate my brothers and I knew we were to have such truly fine parents. Before it could get maudlin he said "let's cut this shit and hit on some nurses." I swear we could hear my mom "saying "you old fool"