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He would have been 70 tommorrow

13.12.01 @ 14:04
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Tommorrow is December 14, 70 years ago tommorrow my Dad was born. Sunday is the 16th of December, 5 years ago on that date, was one of the worst days of my life. It was on that date that my father passed away, suddenly and unexpectedly from a massive coronary. I didn't even realize it was already that date till I was looking at my calander just now. I was writing down birthdays in my Day minder for friends and family etc, adn when I got to December I realized that tommorrow would have been my Dad's 70th birthday.

I guess I should feel blessed that I was one of the lucky girls who had a good daddy. My dad was the type who always managed to find time for his wife and kids, even with all the work that goes in to running a family farm. My dad was a bit old fashioned, but then growing up in the Depression with immigrant parents will do that to a person. He was also close to 40, before I came along, which I believe came him a certain patience and wisdom for dealing with an over active child who's favorite questions are "Why?" and "but what if". My father was not a perfect man, he was prone to occasional temper outbursts, and had been known to swear at stubborn machinery parts. But he was also able to use complex mathmatics to figure out problems that he had no formal training for. My Dad never went beyone high school in education, except for a brief stint in the Army at Uncle Sams request. He just missed serving in Korea by a technicality in the law that was later revoked. Maybe that is one reason I love M*A*S*H.

My Dad was very close to me, he was one of the few people I always knew I could count on, and he always treated my mother with respect and dignity. He was a bit old world in some of his attitudes, but he was still someone people looked up to, and who always took care of his family.

It took quite awhile to get past his death, just when I felt like I needed him most. He is sorely missed by everyone. I feel it everytime I look at my son and realize my dad will never get to see his only grandson grow up. He died when Warren was three, and my grandfather died when I was three. Both happened in December about 25 years and a few days appart. Only difference was that I was not pregnant with another child like my mom was. On my fathers side of the family for some reason December seem to be the prime month for births and deaths. My Dad, my Grandpa, and my Aunt were all born in December. My Dad and my Grandpa both passed away in December, as did my Aunts husband. My Aunt is still alive, but not in the best of health. Most people regaard December as a month full of parties and gifts and other social happenings. In my family it is usually a month to wonder who is gonna die this year, or occasionally who will have a baby this year.

I just realized that this started out as a semi tribute to my Dad, and ended up a dark and depressing gloomer about December. I think I will end this here. in honor of my father

Nordine Milo *******
Dec 14, 1931 - December 16, 1996


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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.

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