EllisTX
Well-Known Member
So sorry for such a loss. My condolences to you and your family.
Neither my brother or I could bear to pour it out. So on Saturday, when my dad's brothers and families started arriving, we pulled it out. My brother, sister-in-law, and I cracked open our own beers, and clinked cans with my dad's and drank to him.
That can had been in his hand, sipped on by him, and was ready for him after his nap.
That was the last time I had a beer with my dad.
Thank you all for the kind words- and those of you who remembered his favorite beer!
He has two 30 packs of Genny here, so I'll take them home for Bob and I.
Here's something that I want to share with all of you. He had a habit of opening a beer, and turning the pop top about 1/2 way so he could identify his beer.
He'd drink a bit of it, and then pop it back in the fridge for later.
When I got here on Friday, about 18 hours after he was found, I opened the fridge. On the shelf, there was an opened Genny, with the top turned about 1/2 way. We assume that he opened the beer, sipped on it, and then put it aside for later. He was found at 6:30 PM, sleeping in his chair.
Neither my brother or I could bear to pour it out. So on Saturday, when my dad's brothers and families started arriving, we pulled it out. My brother, sister-in-law, and I cracked open our own beers, and clinked cans with my dad's and drank to him.
That can had been in his hand, sipped on by him, and was ready for him after his nap.
That was the last time I had a beer with my dad.
...On the shelf, there was an opened Genny, with the top turned about 1/2 way. We assume that he opened the beer, sipped on it, and then put it aside for later. He was found at 6:30 PM, sleeping in his chair.
Neither my brother or I could bear to pour it out. So on Saturday, when my dad's brothers and families started arriving, we pulled it out. My brother, sister-in-law, and I cracked open our own beers, and clinked cans with my dad's and drank to him.
That can had been in his hand, sipped on by him, and was ready for him after his nap.
That was the last time I had a beer with my dad.
Some of them are very small things, but just things I forgot to mention to him. The idea that I can't call him up and tell him now is nearly unbearable to me.
Thank you all! I knew you would understand about the beer!
I miss him so much already. There were some things I forgot to tell him about the last time we talked (on Christmas).
And I keep thinking of those things, and then it hits me that he must already know.
Some of them are very small things, but just things I forgot to mention to him. The idea that I can't call him up and tell him now is nearly unbearable to me.
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