When my father died at age 37, I was 12 years old. The grief hit hard; the sudden death was a shock to the family, especially to me, my sister and mother. Don't like ads? Become a supporter and enjoy The Good Men Project ad free. It happened on a beautiful sunny April day. I can remember it clearly.
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