just wanted to add...
...my Father died November 6, 2002, a Monday, the day before the presidential election. We always enjoyed discussing politics together and although we rarely agreed, but I enjoyed the discourse. I truly missed discussing the election outcome and mishigahs with him. The more it dragged out, the more I just wanted to call him on the phone and discuss it with him.He had an answering service on his phone number, and I often called it just to hear his voice, for about six weeks after he died.
My brother had embezzled his estate, and so now two years later, I am still in litigation to get at least an accounting of what happened to the $.
This only prolongs and deepens my sorrow and loss.






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