Today is the anniverary of my father's death. I miss him so much. I was always one to follow him around on the farm. When Mom and Dad retired and moved to North Carolina, I was devastated. Fifteen years later they moved back to Michigan because of health issues. The next two years I again got close to Dad. He needed some care and I did it. Two broken hips and kidney stents to help with the high blood pressure. He was tired alot. Then Dad broke a leg. He became so anemic he was not able to make it through surgery. That was a Tuesday. Thursday we brought him to my house. Friday he died with his family all around him.