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Today, four years ago, my Dad passed away. It was expected, sad yet a relief. Anyone who has watched a beloved parent struggle with the loss of dignity that accompanies very old age will understand that mixture of emotions. Dad loved a good shirt and Mum loved to buy him shirts so tonight's puzzle is a selection of beautiful men's dress shirt fabrics.

Dad passed on to meet with his Saviour. Dad was the finest gentleman and a gentle man too. His priorities were - God first, his beloved wife Trish, second, family - children, grandchildren, sister, brothers, third; and church, the community, his work and responsibilities shifting according to circumstances and demands.
He was honest to a fault, a workaholic, a great host, and despite being kak-handed, not as in left handed, but as being really bad at practical tasks, he would uncomplainingly shift furniture, hang wallpaper (he got quite good at that) and do the washing up to help Mum.

Despite hating hospital visiting, if Mum was in hospital for any of the numerous times she landed up there, he would visit her afternoon and evening, sitting there quietly to keep her company. He adored her and would take up the cudgels on her behalf if he thought it was warranted.

He was a naturally impatient man who could be endlessly patient if it was needed. Dad spent many evenings when I was 14 and 15 trying to get the fundamentals of algebra and geometry to make sense to me. It was one of the few things that he failed utterly. He was considerably more successful in teaching me punctuality and the ethics of hard work and diligence.

At the end, he still did not want to go on, mostly because he worried about Mum and how she would fare without him. Despite his great faith he fought to the end. Dylan Thomas has it right:

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

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As I was going to sleep last night a thought hit me.
I did not state my time with my parents correctly :)
Both of my parents were in their early 80's when they died.
The way I phrased this was absolutely goofy.....if I had 80 years with them that would make me 98. Imagine working this puzzle at that age. Hard enough on these 76 year old eyes. LOL I guess Math is not my strong suit.


I also have wonderful memories of my dad. Being an only child when I phoned him I always referred to myself as his favorite daughter. He's been gone 18 years. Still miss him. My mother died one year later. Miss her too. Lucky to have had them for 80 yrs.


Very much so Toddy. It's sad to have missed out on that very special relationship between a daughter and her father. I'm sure he loved you very much for the short time he had with you. Keep safe. YF Jayne

Lovely tribute to your dad! I don't have memories of mine. He died when I was 3-3/4 years old. Just think, in the blink of an eye your dad stepped into paradise! Such peace, such joy!


I'm glad to hear that DPeis. I shall have to give it a try myself! Jayne

Thank you! That was really fun - and easier than it looked! Really enjoyed it.

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