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Template For My Elegy   -to be completed by my children upon my deathDad was a ______ man who lived without _____.  He collected ____ and never clung to a single  ____.  When it rained he had a tendency to _____.  At his best he was a desert storm: brief, cataclysmic, quenching but____.  When _____ , the world seemed brighter and he was the first to point out why. I remember him reading  ____ to me at night.  Afterward he would sing _____. He hated ____ adverbs. He emphasized ____ and form.  His best qualities were ___ and _____, which rarely occurred together and when they did it became his worst quality.  He was secretly _____ when I stopped calling him daddy.  When he played with me I felt the _____ of his attention. He noticed how ____ always led to ____. He would say, watch, listen. Look at that. Pay attention. He liked to conjure an imaginary world of  ____ that everyone else could ignore, at their peril.  When he went to work I used to think _____.  When he came home it was like ____ at the end of a long ____.  He made us laugh. He was ____ at the hospital and sort of  ____ when he came home, eating his re-heated dinner alone, late at night, bleary eyed,  surgeon cap hair sticking up.  He would sit in the garage and watch the rain. He thought he was good at ____ and no one had the nerve to tell him otherwise.  His ____ used to drive us insane.  Once, I looked out my...

Source: Buckeye Surgeon - August 15, 2022 Category: Surgery Authors: Jeffrey Parks MD FACS Source Type: blogs