Father’s Day
Well tomorrow is Father’s Day. So, I thought I would write about my Dad. My Dad died in early 1968 at the age of 6o something. He died of cardiac arrest.
I have often thought of how far we have come on heart health issues. My dad suffered a heart attack in the mid fifties. Back then, they didn’t have much treatment for heart disease. I don’t know much about what happened seeing as I was 7 or 8.
But I do remember this. My dad asked the doctor how he was going to make upstairs into our home. We lived in two family house in Brighton, MA and we occupied the second floor portion.
So the doctor’s answer was he should take it slow. Say one Hail Mary on each step. That would do it.
So fast forward ten years. He was scheduled for gall bladder surgery. He had excessive bleeding from the surgery and surgeons scheduled him for a return visit to the OR to try to find the source of the bleed. So he arrested on the table in OR. The surgeons revived him but he never regained consciousness and died about eight weeks later. Sigh.
He was a great father and I have always missed him.
In honor of Father’s Day here are a couple of my favorite photos of him.
Dad with his pipe. Sitting in his chair.
Mom and Dad. Berkshires. C 1950
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calherewecome 
June 16, 2019 at 12:57 pm
He was such a good man, and we were all so saddened by his death. Loved his pipe.
June 16, 2019 at 5:07 pm
That’s lovely, Joe. We’re all older now than Dad was when he died. That’s so sad.
Hope you had a great Father’s Day, even with the bum knee.
June 16, 2019 at 5:17 pm
I have thought of that often. So far having a good day.