Thanks, Charles. I am grateful that it was not a complicated relationship. We were pals. Both of us would pick up the phone in response to some news, often sports related, and we would be off to the races. I am really going to miss those conversations. Already I started to reach for the phone after Josh Hamilton's amazing 4 homer game this week. (Rarer than a perfect game, you can look it up; 16 vs. 21). It put a lump in my throat that he isn't there any more.

It's great that I am working again. With the long commute I leave for work between 6 and 6:30 and get home around 7. I am learning about web development (ASP, HTML, CSS, JavaScript, VBScript) like drinking water from a fire hose. This is all good.

>Condolences on the loss of your father. I lost my dad to cancer 22 years ago and I know it can indeed take a long time to fully process the change in your world, however complicated the relationship.
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>I think the best path for me to find some resolution was to reach deep inside to see if I could find a level of maturity I wasn't sure I had and to try to make my own life something that in some way would honor him, or take something to the next level for both of us.
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>Good luck with your new job and I hope you and your family will get through the process with as many good memories and as much mutual support as you can.
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>>>>No big deal. I was just checking in with a brief update, some of which is not news to you. I started a new full time job on Monday. So far, so good. I am hardly home during the work week so my prediction of being scarce on the UT is looking accurate. My father is dying. Maybe I should just keep my UT posts to Twitter dimensions and I'll be fine <g>.
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>>>remember to put on your running shoes at least twice a week - especially at such times.
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>>My dad's life came to a conclusion with shocking speed. He was diagnosed with cancer less than three Sundays ago, April 22, and died 10 days later. My relatives and I all seem to be in the same state. It happened so quickly we aren't all the way there to accepting that he is gone. We have gone back to our normal lives with the impact rolling over us like a slow tide. Several people have said to me that it may be years before you're completely through it.
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>>The funeral and surrounding events were not as sad as I had imagined they would be. It was good to see my family (we are widely scattered) and old acquaintances. I also met some people I didn't know. Three of those who made the biggest impression on me were people who worked for him. I knew he had good jobs but didn't know about the personal impact. One of them, who had a pretty high position as warehouse manager, said he was an order selector when my father joined the company and owes more to him than anyone, even his own father. The other two were truck drivers. One of them is an ace in truck driver "rodeo" competitions. There are local contests, which bubble up to state and then national. This guy has won the Maine competition 8 times and the national competition twice. He said before my dad joined Hannaford the drivers were one step above dogcatcher. He opened his sport coat and showed me the gold buckle he won at one of the nationals. "I don't wear this very often," he said.
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>>http://obituaries.bangordailynews.com/obituaries/bdnmaine/obituary.aspx?n=virgil-elroy-beane&pid=157453811