As the regular readers among you will know, my father died in June from lung cancer. I guess the survivors have dealt with the grief in their own individual ways. For my own part, I was devastated and temporarily paralysed by the grief I felt afterward. A cornerstone of my life…gone. But strangely enough, real [...]
I don’t think I’ve called you ‘father’ in years. I adopted the monkier of ‘Chib’ for you after years of cleaning chimneys together. It got shortened and distorted from ‘chimney sweep’, didn’t it? But it stuck. My nicknames always stick. The point is, you’re gone now, and everything you are or were has been added up: [...]
My father died at roughly 5:30am on Thursday 25 June 2009. Later that day, Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett would follow him, a fact I’m sure he would not care about. As you know, he died from lung cancer and the weakening side-effects of chemotherapy which left him vulnerable to pneumonia. This is the story [...]
