One of the reasons I write a lot of obituaries is because my father talked endlessly about his own impending demise from as far back as I can remember. He didn't believe people died "before their time" -- he thought they died "on time, their lifetime." Time's up, in other words
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My mom was there when he was dying and said he was mostly pissed because he still had shit to do. He was right. There were things only he could do that never got done. Death was some serious bullshit to him. But he did tell my mom better him than her. He was right about that too
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That's exactly right.
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