My daddy passed this earth on December 4, 2001. He died as the result of his lifestyle, being a heavy smoker all his life.
He was a Navy man and a proponent of 'the Navy way' and anything they allowed he figured was okay.
When the smoking lamp was lit aboard ship he likely was puffing away. This habit followed him through retirement.
He underwent severe surgery in an attempt to repair bronchopleural fistula. They missed the empyema thoracis and this poisoned his kidneys.
It was then we knew he had reached the end of the road. He was given a morphine sulfate protocol and allowed to die. All I could do was cry.
We have missed him terribly over the years.