My hair stood on end, a shiver raced down my spine and a lump came to my throat. It was him my father was laying in the VA Hospital and he was dieing. My aunt come to get me on July 11, 2015 after coming to see just 2 days before for my birthday. Of course my dad had been sick for almost 2 years by this time.
I was at a loss for words when my aunt Carol came to get me for the last time. Within 24 hours of me coming back to Boise my dad died as I held his hand.
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