||[Aug. 22nd, 2010|06:55 pm]
I miss my Dad, who died of cancer, unexpectedly quickly, in Columbus, Ohio on Wednesday night, August 11. He was 81.
I had already come to Columbus for my 35th high school reunion the Saturday before. I cancelled my return flight once it became obvious that the rest of my family needed me to stay. My youngest brother Daniel, my Mom, and I were there for Dad's last hours, as well as for the funeral and the week-long period of shiva (Jewish mourning) that followed. I flew back to Boston late last night. Everyone else is still in Columbus since they live there.
I'll probably have a lot more to say here over the next few days. Mom is amazingly stoic (and active and lively), but I don't know if the full force of this has hit her yet.