07-04-2021, 05:50 PM
We lost Dad in 2015. Like most of us my Dad made me a Bengals fan. One of the first things he did upon returning from Vietnam in 1968 was to go see "Pauls team" at Nippert. He died on Sunday December the 5th 2015 literally as the Bengals were crushing the Eagles. The game was on in his hospital room and though he lost consciousness the night before and we had removed the ventilator a couple of hours before he literally expired with the game clock. It was probably a coincidence but an appropriate one. I'm so sorry you are going through this. My only advice is to let the grief come, its brutal to say the least but it gets easier as you process it. It never stops hurting, but it becomes sort of okay over time.
I know who I am! I'm a dude playing a dude disguised as another dude!