# Bad day

*Entered: in emacs on Samsung Galaxy S21+*
*Date: 20230604*

## The Old Man

My old man died yesterday. I was told he passed in his
sleep. The day prior I spoke to him for an hour and a half
or so. I called him often. Usually weekly while I was
traveling. He'll leave a hole in my life, and many others as
well. Laid back and caring. I don't really feel like typing
right now.

My work schedule has been cleared and I am taking my wife
and youngest daughter (the only kid still at home) down to
El Paso, my sister is flying in as well. Arrangements will
be made. Closure will be had. I want a few small items of
his such as his dog tags from when he was in the army.

It still feels very unreal.