My dear - and oh so cute - Daddy, Bob Merrill, passed away yesterday at 83. He fought back from a debilitating stroke several years ago, walking when they said he may never again, and from a heart attack last year, when they said he might not make it through that night. But time, and that bastard cancer, took its toll and he was done with it all. His parents died in their 60's and siblings both in their 70's. We knew we were blessed to have him so long. I wrote this post last Father's Day which says a bit more about him. Now is for family time. Will be back to blogging next week, which is what he would want, and expect.
