Francis W. Landfair R.I.P.
My Dad died last night about 4:00am from lung cancer that spread, they said, from his lungs to bone and brain. Saturday morning he was bright and cheerful, no real pain, but later that day he crashed and needed morphine regularly. He said he was dying. He was 90. We hoped we could celebrate one more birthday party on December 4th.
Pat, his regular barber on 42nd and Sandy, offered to come by the house and give him a haircut. I picked Pat up in my car. After Pat’s work, we joked that he had the looks of George Clooney and he would need a stick to keep the girls away. Dad bragged that his only son came over and read the 23rd Psalm to him just like he did to me when I was little.
1: The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2: He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
3: He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
4: Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
5: Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
6: Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.
I’ll miss you, Pop!
Peace be with you.
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I am so sorry Mike.
We have not conquered the natural process of death, nor the pain that accompanies the loss.
Yes, you will miss him. But that is a good thing.
Thanks TMI and WO for your thoughts.
Sorry to hear it Mike, I lost my father when I was 27. No matter what age we lose our father it is always too soon.
All I can say is that there will be a day when it is all O.K and you will not feel the bitter dreg of grief.
Best wishes to you and yours