Do You Remember My Father?

He’s long-gone, but I remember him well.

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The cruel telephone announced one day that my father had died. He died without pain or suffering in the middle of the day, and the sun was shining when he breathed his last breath.

Daddy was a preacher who started preaching when he was 16 and did not stop until he was past 90. But the telephone said he was gone.