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My dad
apparently will no longer be reading my LJ entries, because he died sometime in the last day or two.
The funeral is probably this Friday; I'm trying to figure out how I'll get back to Philly.
I guess I'm taking this pretty well all things considered. I haven't cried, which is surprising my family. I guess I kind of knew when I saw him that it was very likely to be the last time I'd see him alive... I just didn't think he would go so SUDDENLY. He wasn't in the hospital or anything when he died... my uncle calls him every day and basically got no answer on any of his phones today, so drove downtown and said he just found my dad laying there in bed looking like he was asleep.
My brother called me this afternoon. We're not sure what we'll do exactly.
My uncle suggests I come to Philly this week for the funeral and we'll figure things out.
I'm thinking that I might extend my Seattle trip in late February to make up for this -- that is, I'm still going to go back to Japan on Feb 3rd, take care of some things I need to take care of there (some job interviews and other such stuff), then come back to Seattle mid-February and stay for Puzzle Hunt, then go back to Japan for the WBC and hopefully starting a job. I might work another Philly trip in February if necessary. We'll see.
This is a photo I took the last morning I was in Philly (Jan 9th... was it REALLY only two weeks ago? My gosh...) I know I have better photos of him, but it's just, this is what I saw for two months of my life while hanging out there. You can see that behind his computer table/desk, he keeps a photo of me and him, and then photos of his tumors. It was always kind of disturbing, but I guess now that I think about it, were those the most important things in his life?
He's still logged into AIM. (When my brother called, we noticed Dad had an idle time of 2 days and 10 hours, which should have been a telltale sign that something was wrong, actually.) My uncle's at the apartment and says he's afraid to turn off any computers because none of us know any of the right passwords for anything.
Anyway, I dunno. Gotta go figure out what I'm going to do.
The funeral is probably this Friday; I'm trying to figure out how I'll get back to Philly.
I guess I'm taking this pretty well all things considered. I haven't cried, which is surprising my family. I guess I kind of knew when I saw him that it was very likely to be the last time I'd see him alive... I just didn't think he would go so SUDDENLY. He wasn't in the hospital or anything when he died... my uncle calls him every day and basically got no answer on any of his phones today, so drove downtown and said he just found my dad laying there in bed looking like he was asleep.
My brother called me this afternoon. We're not sure what we'll do exactly.
My uncle suggests I come to Philly this week for the funeral and we'll figure things out.
I'm thinking that I might extend my Seattle trip in late February to make up for this -- that is, I'm still going to go back to Japan on Feb 3rd, take care of some things I need to take care of there (some job interviews and other such stuff), then come back to Seattle mid-February and stay for Puzzle Hunt, then go back to Japan for the WBC and hopefully starting a job. I might work another Philly trip in February if necessary. We'll see.
This is a photo I took the last morning I was in Philly (Jan 9th... was it REALLY only two weeks ago? My gosh...) I know I have better photos of him, but it's just, this is what I saw for two months of my life while hanging out there. You can see that behind his computer table/desk, he keeps a photo of me and him, and then photos of his tumors. It was always kind of disturbing, but I guess now that I think about it, were those the most important things in his life?
He's still logged into AIM. (When my brother called, we noticed Dad had an idle time of 2 days and 10 hours, which should have been a telltale sign that something was wrong, actually.) My uncle's at the apartment and says he's afraid to turn off any computers because none of us know any of the right passwords for anything.
Anyway, I dunno. Gotta go figure out what I'm going to do.