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You know, it's so funny, not funny, but it's strange or whatever you want to call it, about talking about our, well, when my father died, you made me think about him when you spoke about your mom, and he was very sick for a very long time, very long time. He was dying of lung cancer, and the last six months was really hard on me, because I was working full-time, taking care of him, and at that time, they gave him hospice in the home, but they would not allow the nurse to give him his medication, so I had to come in and give him the medication, because who sat with him didn't have a license to give up on medication. It was really stressful, so one day when I used to come in to do it, I could hear him He was in so much pain, he was just moaning, and I used to come and sit next to him and hold his hand, and when I held his hand, he would stop moaning. He would just stay so still, and I would just talk to him, but you know, just like you Kevin, I felt so bad for my father, I was hoping he died as soon as possible. I prayed that he would, and he did, and it so happened on the day that my father died. Hold on.