My Dad, Ezra Smith, will miss opening day of the deer season tomorrow for the first time in my lifetime. Dad’s lifetime ended this morning at 3:30 am in the Hospice Unit at the Togus Veterans Hospital.
I shall carry a photo of Dad with me tomorrow, and I’ve already set up a seat for him on the woodlot with his photo attached. I know he’ll be there, watching and waiting.
At the age of 91, Dad entered the Hospice Unit in April. His time there has been a true blessing, with exceptionally good care. Until the last few days, he was alert and able to spend lots of quality time with us.