I had I believe 2 opportunities to see him. Both of which I didn't go because I didn't want to drive to Dallas from Austin. (4 hour drive)
He was sick and had heart failure the 2nd and last visit my mother went on. She talked to him for a while even in his condition, she left, got home and found out he had passed away.
I dunno why I thought about this, but it pisses me off I didn't see him before he passed. Mother effer.
Nah, I was always nice to him. We moved down here in 2000 and I lived with him for a year or two. And you could imagine how close people become if you live under the same roof. He was like another father figure in my life. I want to say I didn't want to see him like he was. I had seen him months previously and he looked terrible. Nothing I had ever seen like that before. He was said to be in very bad condition when we had visited about 6months before his death. But for some reason, I think he somewhat knew who we were. And he tried to pull himself together. Just wish I coulda seen em' 1 last time.
We moved down here in 2000 and I lived with him for a year or two. And you could imagine how close people become if you live under the same roof. He was like another father figure in my life.
I want to say I didn't want to see him like he was. I had seen him months previously and he looked terrible. Nothing I had ever seen like that before. He was said to be in very bad condition when we had visited about 6months before his death. But for some reason, I think he somewhat knew who we were. And he tried to pull himself together.
Just wish I coulda seen em' 1 last time.