I am trying to paste a eulogy about my father. He died today. It's a sad time to see him passing away, at age 95 with failing health he was glad to go to relieve the unendurable pain that  he was in.
It was nice to see him at peace at last.
He saw the privations of the great depression of the 1930's. He fought in the front line in the 2nd world war, he lost his wife 15 years ago, but carried on. He made a great effort to maintain his intellect and and strength right up to the end.
A father to be proud of.
He's my dad, I love him. There is a gaping hole in my life.