His last Day

His Last Day He did not want to die. He would have paid to stay alive a little longer, possibly many more years. The cancer was stronger than he had been all his life. My father had done well for himself in 2 countries, both times when he was no longer a young man. Now the illness had no mercy. It was not his choice. It, and not him, was calling the shots. He didn’t care anymore. He was gone physically, but in my heart he will always be alive—the proud Cossack from the Don River who never gave up.

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One Response to “His last Day”

  1. alex Says:

    He really enjoyed life

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